My husband and I have quite the unexpected love story. We were both married previously and my experience wasn’t exactly the best. I married the summer after my sophomore year in college at the naive age of nineteen and marriage was great for the first seven years. However, our marriage suffered the strain of our military service and a cycle of infidelity.
After thirteen years of pouring and praying that my marriage would be saved by my faith alone, I decided that I had enough and filed for divorce. This was after the birth of my second son, but I decided that I would rather be single and celibate, raising my boys without the thought of remarriage.