Editor’s note: The author’s name, due to email restrictions, cannot be definitely ascertained. It is from “Ina”, and we love your story, Ina!
I was born and raised Roman Catholic. I married at the age of 23, I wanted a family that I could love and that would love me back. I had a son the following year and a year and a half later, I had a daughter. They became my whole life and reason for living. My marriage was not good, but I didn’t realize it at the time. I was raised that marriage was for ever. We had many battles and when I showed the least sign of independence, I was put down. At this point in my life I believed that all I was good at was raising children. They were wonderful.
My son was not having a good time in school and I felt that he may not make it through. I had only completed grade ten myself and I was seeing the same thing happening to him. I decided to show him how important it was to get your grade twelve, no matter how old you are. I worked very hard through correspondence and got my grade twelve diploma. I was very proud and so were my children. My husband had little reaction to this.
I didn’t work for the first 13 years of my marriage. My parents had lived State side since before I got married and I saw them as much as I could. I missed them greatly. On one of my visits to my parents home, I was watching a Christian TV show with my Mom. She was in a place that I wanted to be, but didn’t know how to get there. By the end of the show I had such a glow and Praise The Lord, I found my salvation. I returned home with a new outlook on life, my family and my marriage. I decided to get a job. I realized that I was able to do other things and was not dumb. I could make money and felt good about what I was doing.
This new independence really bothered my husband and we fought all the time. I came home from working a 10 hour shift and he wanted to know why there was no rum. I said that I had forgotten to get it. He told me “that is your job.” He drank every night, and over the course of years his personality changed. I never knew what mood I was dealing with. I spoke to both of the children who were now in their teens, and said that the next time there was a fight, and he said as he always did, “we might as well separate, we might as well divorce!” I was going to take him up on it. My son said that he could remember when he was 9 years old, listening to us fight and wonder which one he would go with. I was so sorry that I had waited so long. I prayed a lot about this and asked for the guidance of the Lord.
On Thanksgiving weekend the fight started and I did what I had decided to do. He was very angry, asked me what I wanted and I told him I want to be loved, appreciated and kissed once and a while. His reply was that he could not do that. He left on Dec 1st and it was the hardest time of my life. We would have been married 16 years that December.
Then the Lord had me meet a wonderful man. He was so warm and loves Jesus as I do. I was not ready to get involved though. I told him I would be his friend. We became inseparable. My children liked him, and I realized that I loved him. He needed me as much as I needed him. His life had not been great. We became husband and wife, my son gave me away and life was wonderful. We have had some very hard times and actually lived in a 29 by 8 foot trailer for 3 years. Our love for each other will never die. We became closer through all the hard times and stood together. We are now in my dream home, which is a modular home in a trailer park. We have two bedrooms and a flush toilet. How much better can it get. We have Love for Jesus and the bible for comfort.
My son graduated from grade twelve and went into the electrician trade with the help of my new husband, my daughter graduated and went to collage for two years, Office administration Legal, top of the class. They are both doing so well, Praise The Lord.
My Mother is with the Lord now and I miss her as does the rest of my family. We are all with the Jesus and this makes it easier to handle. We will all be together with the Lord some day. I thank my Mom for helping me to find Jesus. I thank Jesus for helping me to find my husband. I thank my children for being my children. I thank my first husband for giving me these children.
1 Corinthians 13:13 ” And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.”