Somehow the worst day of life became the best day. The thought was losing you destroyed me. We needed a breakthrough. We weren't getting anywhere by not being completely open and honest with each other. I thought you had given up on me long ago.
I spent two hours writing a letter to my paramour to be told that it was over. And you without any resentment chose to forgive me. Do you know what it's like for a husband to console his wife when another man rejects her? It sounds absolutely ludicrous. But it happened to me. That was true love.
I could have been dead 3 months ago but that day you saved my life. And now you saved our marriage. What threatened to pull us apart actually brought us closer together. I had never experienced this kind of love before, sacrificial, unconditional. For better or worse, well, it didn't get much worse than that.
I tried to destroy us but you found me redeemable. And in so doing reignited my passion for this man who knew me better than I knew myself.