I have been married eight years now. In our second year, our marriage fell prey to adultery. The painful and unforgettable truth was unveiled by God's hand. We were done, I was sure. As I looked down into my arms at our ten month old son, I was surrounded by a whirlwind of emotions. This is not fair God! I stand here with so many heavy weights upon me, and I did nothing. I was angry, hurt, frustrated, and scared. Even though I was badly hurt, my husband didn't want me to leave. I didn't know what to do because I truly didn't want to hurt him or our son by taking his daddy away. But how ... Read the Post