I'm bringing this back for a re-post for hurting people that have a long three day weekend to endure. Hang in there! ~ Mona
Where ARE you, God?? I know something is wrong! Something is going wrong in my marriage and I can't figure it out.
Don't be angry with me, those who are the "betrayed". And, don't get too excited, those who are the "betrayer". It never is the case that a broken marriage is the cause of infidelity. Never. The cause of infidelity is flawed character, and lacking the fortitude to do the right thing when nobody else is... Continue Reading →
My husband and I have made it through this past year of “marriage”, and are into our second year since D-Day. We both work to process, heal, and grow from what has happened as a result of the trauma of infidelity. We each have improved in different ways in this past year, and although not... Continue Reading →
"Thank you." These two words, when joined together, can right wrongs and heal wounds, and encourage intentional kindness to abound where little kindness existed before.
If we could only all be like penguins, life would be much simpler. When dysfunction feeds dysfunction, the result isn't function.
I've awoken happy. We survived the first year since DD. It's a Mary Tyler Moore, hat in the air moment.
I have my husband's support. It means the world to me to have his encouragement to share our journey from infidelity to repair and healing.
Sunday morning came after a fitful night of sleep. Discovering my husband's secret was beyond rationalizing or applying logic to find my way forward. Little did I know, this cold Sunday in February, would be the last day for quite some time that I'd have my poop in a group. (That's our family's way of... Continue Reading →