part two of my wifes story. Please read and feel free to follow her blog.
You see there is a second side of this story. When I was 16 my brother brought my husband, Randall to our Easter dinner. The rest is history, we got married when I was 19 and he was 21. As you can imagine, there were LOT of growing pains. We were young and immature and plus I had lot of emotional baggage from my childhood of being rapped and molested for years which started to surface after I got married and sex came into picture.
It’s kinda funny but Randall’s heart was ALWAYS in the ministry. Sharing the gospel and helping whoever needed it. And this is why I REALLY FELL in love with this man. But as life happens, bills and kids, this is what brought a HUGE gap and resentment in my heart. I was working full time and Randall was working part time at Shari’s and giving his…
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