Article December 17, 2012 Issue

How divine Love restored a marriage

Wendy Clayton

Have you put so much faith in someone that you rely on him or her for your happiness, your peace of mind? You are so close that you see them almost as an extension of yourself—that you are a unit, that you complete each other? 

Well, I did just that. I married my college sweetheart on that very premise and expected to live happily ever after. After several years, we had a comfortable home, two children, and my husband had a good job. It was perfect except for one thing—the beginning premise. I wasn’t happy, and he couldn’t fix it. I didn’t like the part of the country we lived in. I had two wonderful children, but I was tied down at home with no car, and although our needs were met, we always seemed strapped financially. 

I brooded. I thought living closer to family in a “prettier” part of the country would be the answer. My husband tried to accommodate me in this desire. He moved us in with relatives, and he stayed back to sell our home while looking for a job nearer to family.

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