At more than two years past DDay, the roller coaster rarely comes around anymore, but that doesn’t mean that emotions have mostly leveled out. The sadness hasn’t ever gone away and maybe it never will, but there are times when it feels less…prominent in my day-to-day thoughts.
Last night I asked a question that had been on my mind for several weeks. Sometimes my husband stumbles when it comes to recognizing when a situation calls for empathy and compassion, but last night, he handled it well, and it has made all the difference. It’s nice to feel like the heavy weight of infidelity doesn’t have quite the grip on my world that it once did. I so long to be free of it and still with my husband; sometimes I even think it’s possible.