Three years ago today my life changed forever.
I wish I could say it was the birth of one of my children, or a new job or something like that.
Three years ago today Tim confessed to me that he had an affair.
It’s still hard to type and read those words. It still causes a knot in my stomach. It still is hard to believe. It’s still hard to swallow.
But it’s true.
I wish I could say that the pain is gone. That our marriage is better than it ever has been. That the healing is complete. That I don’t think about it anymore.
But this is still hard. I still think about it more than I would like to (well, I’d like to NEVER think about it!). It still hurts sometimes. Our marriage still needs work.
Some things are better. It hurts less. I think about it, but less than I used to. I am stronger.
God is changing me. I am a slow, stubborn student, but He’s working on me.
I am working on seeing Tim (and myself) as God sees him in Colossians 1:22
Yet now he has reconciled you to himself through the death of Christ in his physical body. As a result, he has brought you into his own presence, and you are holy and blameless as you stand before him without a single fault.
I am working on being very intentional about choosing to leave my pain at Jesus’ feet and ask Him, in return, to heal my heart. To take the pain away and replace it with His healing.
God has allowed me to talk about it publicly a few times and use this experience to speak in to others. He has allowed me to babble on this blog about this journey and encourage others through this process.
We still have a long way to go. But that’s ok. As long as we keep moving forward.
Today is bittersweet. It hurts. And it heals.