Over the years, I have been so hard on you but, only because I know how good you can be––how much of a better man there has always been inside of you.
There were times when you hadn’t been a good friend to me, nor a good husband or father. There were times when you abandoned me and everything we built. You tore us apart with lies and mistrust, infidelities, and your absence.
I spent so many years being so hurt. I spent so many nights crying myself to sleep, unable to stomach food or drink, unable to forgive, forget, or love you. I have hated you and cursed your rotten soul.
Then, I stopped.
Then, I prayed.
Today, I look at you, I look at me and our little family and I know that it was only God who could have changed us. My faith has been renewed and our lives have been restored.
I love you more now than ever before and not as my husband, but as a person––living, breathing, and sharing his life with me. This love is unconditional and it’s forever. And dear husband, even if we fall again and never manage to return to this place, I will still love you because you are a part of me and a son of God and when I pray for you, He listens.
So, I will never stop praying for you and that, my love, is the ultimate.
Thank you for returning and for returning whole. All my love. All my life.