Loving Your Hubby and Caring for Your Ex At The Same Time
16 years ago, today in the basement of a courthouse in Athens, Georgia, I married my first husband, Jim - and I loved him . Circumstances beyond my control made our life together difficult, and 4 years later, we got a dissolution. I will always think of my ex husband as my friend, and part of my family . I care about him, pray for him, and want the best for him. Sometimes, out of the blue a memory of him or us together, will come to mind and make me smile. (There are sad memories too, our life together wasn't very easy, but the good memories are what I choose to remember.) Now before you get all worked up over the fact that me, a married wife, would write such a thing, never mind the fact that that is how I truly feel.... let me tell you something else. I am deeply in love with my husband, Stephen . I love him with a passion that I never knew could exist between two people. He is my happiness . I'd lay down my life for him. I trust him with my