A Prodigal Marriage: A Real And Raw Inside Look (Pt. 2)

Alright, lets fast forward to our second year of marriage. Our son is two years old and our daughter is barely a year old. My husband begins his career as an over the road truck driver. I’m a new(ish) mother with a common but overwhelming case of postpartum depression, feeling very abandoned and lonely. It doesn’t take a genius to see where this road led… Thankfully, in an ‘I’m going to choose to be thankful for something’ way, I didn’t walk too far down the road of adultery. Just stood too close to that fire and burnt my already fragile marriage.

It took years for my husband to forgive me and during that time, our marriage was filled with ups and downs. (More downs, if I’m gonna be honest here…) Looking back, I can see where we took every opportunity to hurt one another out of spite. From fighting over how to take out the trash to fighting about forgiveness (or lack thereof). During those years, we attended church faithfully and even had christian counseling. But God revealed to me that all the counseling in the world wouldn’t work until we both dealt with our pasts, our generational curses…


› A Prodigal Marriage: (Part 1)


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