It’s my pleasure to chat with you about "A Wife’s Secret to Happiness as part of our Book Blog Tour (click here to join the Book Club on Facebook). And I get to share about my response to chapter three. The submission chapter.
What if the path to marital happiness is different than you think? When our plans for marriage improvement begin with”If my husband would . . .” or”If, as a couple,…
Jared and I drifted apart in the months after Dillon was born. It wasn't a subtle drifting, like rowboats that slipped their knots and meandered off to sea in the quiet of night. We saw it. Felt it. Watched it happen. Each of us in a boat without paddles, our cupped hands pawing furiously at the water. Calling out with loud voices until exhaustion took over. Our commitment to one another and to our marriage didn't waiver. But our connection did.
I thought marriage meant you never had to feel alone. A built-in other half. Your BFF always down to hang out and work through life together. What I found is that I don't have to be alone to be lonely. The same way I can sit in a room full of strangers and be without the company of friends. But worse.