Well I just congraulated my mom for surviving 30 years of marriage with my dad. Poor thing. I always go back and forth trying to decide if she made the right decision to stay with him over the years. On one hand, he never committed adultery or abused her physically. On the other hand, he didn't live up to the majority of his vows and the expectations set out in the Bible for the role of a husband. I would consider him somewhat verbally abusive. He was impossible to live with and even now he grows increasingly more impossible each day. The last time I remember seeing a sign of affection between the two was a kiss I witnessed when I was about 5 years old, and I remember feeling surprised at seeing it even then. He's 20 years her senior, which makes life with him like living with a grumpy old grandpa.
Sometimes I wish I could see what kind of person she would be if she had left him. But if she hadn't stayed, all of our lives would be very different, and not necessarily for the better. I don't know what would have happened. But I know God worked though it all to give her children a better future.
So here's my tribute of respect to my mom. Although she hasn't always been easy to live with, I admire her sacrifice and her resolution. It's been a long haul and continues to be so. I can't even imagine what it's like with just the two of them in the house without the children there to mediate. Thank you for what you have done.
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