My mother had sent my dad A Dear John Letter. I did not learn that until I was 28, a mere month before my own wedding. Dad wanted me to have a full picture of him. He wanted me to know he never left of his own choosing.
For twenty plus years I had lived believing my dad had divorced me when he and my mother split. It had only increased my resolve, no getting married, only being married mattered to me. I have been married 24 years.
I contribute my early convictions to being married this long. Being married is a million mile distance from getting married. It is the hardest and best thing wrapped in one. Some days love is not enough. That is truth telling. I never want my children to experience a moment of daddy is not coming home.
When my husband proposed to me on his knees he said I only want to do this once. Please don't say yes if you are not in this for forever. It is my promise and acceptance of his only hard ask that keeps me on course during turbulent times. We want the same thing-we want to be married. We want to be married to one another. We became married on Father's Day 1992.