From Heartbreak to a Second Chance at Love

After we got married, my husband was stationed in the northwest.

He told me the border was plagued by sandstorms year-round, the conditions were harsh, and danger was everywhere. He said he didn’t feel safe bringing me along and didn’t want me to suffer.

And I believed him. I stayed home, took care of his parents, and helped raise his younger siblings.

Later, he said he was sending all his money to the widow of a comrade who had died shielding him from a bullet, asking me to understand and endure a bit more.