Today is day 313 post- life apocalypse and our first wedding anniversary post-infidelity (#26).
I'm not sure how I feel; I keep waffling back and forth from being thankful to make it through the last 10 months together and feeling sick that I was so ignorant of what was going on a year ago when I was way too proud of our 25th anniversary. Below is my Facebook post from this day last year.
Maybe this is completely ridiculous, but I still feel that way. We are still best friends, and this year has brought nothing if not relying on and yielding to God. Clearly, I am still wielding my forgiveness super power, also.
Many times in the last 10 months, he has needed to dig down and bring me back from the brink of complete despondency. I have wanted to die during this past year because I'm a baby who never expected to experience this soul-rocking, devastating event in our marriage. Our marriage was the one thing I didn't question. I thought we were completely solid, so it was like having a trap door opened up that I had no idea was there. It has taken a long time to stop falling and start climbing back up to the floor (yes... the floor).
We chose to do a weekend-long marriage vision retreat this past weekend to make goals and devise plans to not only heal, but redevelop a purpose-driven marriage for this next year. I understand that I will still struggle at times with picturing him with her and just the general disappointment in knowing he wasn't faithful, but it feels like we are finally back on a solid floor, rather than falling. From here, we can spend the next 35 years moving forward and being more connected with God and each other than ever. I am thankful. ❤️ππ» We also both hope to serve others by sharing our testimony and encouraging others.
Happy Thanksgiving, and I think I can say happy anniversary to us!
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