I never thought hosting a birthday party for my husband would break me. In the thick of family drama, last-minute disasters, and my own self-doubt, I found myself whispering desperate prayers. Now, looking back, I realize faith was the only thing that held me together.
I recount a period when my neighbor’s persistent, unwanted gifts led to tension and mistrust at home. My husband’s anger and my confusion left me feeling trapped, but through prayer and faith, I found the strength to address the situation honestly. This journey tested my marriage, my beliefs, and my ability to forgive.
The relationship between a mother and daughter can be complex. My mom, for instance, refuses to help me with my child because of my divorce. She says that since I couldn’t save my marriage, I must now manage everything on my own. My parents’ marriage wasn’t great either. Mom tolerated Dad’s infidelity and abuse. She was proud of her sacrifices
