After the death of my first husband, I thought that I would never marry again. She lived quietly and brought up her daughter. I've known him for almost 5 years. We were friends, if it can be called that. But in an instant he put before the fact, you will be my wife, I have been waiting for you for a long time. And six months later we got married. It was crazy feelings, enchanting relationships ... Everything went on like a dream for 2 whole years. Another woman, SHE, was next to him before me, but was introduced as a childhood friend, she first congratulated us on her wedding day, and I did not even dare to think that she and her husband had a close relationship.
In the course of 2 our beautiful years it was not on the horizon (at least, I did not know it). On that terrible day we quarreled badly, my husband was very jealous of me, but then everything was different; he did everything to make me feel guilty about our quarrel, although I did not have anything with anyone. And we parted, we began to live separately. I'm alone, and he met with her, although I did not know that for sure. Six months later, she called me and put before the fact - they are together. Wishing them all the best in my personal life, I plunged into the work and education of my daughter.
What was going on in my soul was impossible to describe right now. I wrote letters. To him addressed letters. Not sent to the recipient. 2 years and 3 months of mental anguish, tears in the pillow, screaming into the dark ... What saved me then I do not know what kept me from doing bad things I do not know. His rare calls and sms .... How are you? How is your health? Like a daughter? And so we met .. The three of us ... The first time the three of us .. At first I thought, I dreamed that he would understand what a mistake he had made, leaving me, but fate was not on my side. He said good-bye to me that he was drawn to that other, inexplicable force that he could not resist not to meet her. But at the same time, my husband did not want an official divorce, I probably subconsciously knew that I had loved him all this time and was waiting for him
Through our mutual acquaintances, I knew that her family life with her was not at all what he had imagined. Or maybe, he compared with our relations. They began scandals, jealousy on her part in relation to me, because I still remained his official wife and did not want to create with her a legitimate unit of society. From their "family" all our mutual friends turned away, even relatives and relatives condemned him, because they knew what kind of person she was.
And so it happened. I found out that he was in prison. And framed his mistress. When I found out that he was in prison, I tried to find. Who is looking for, it will always find. And I found it. Arriving on a date, I offered help, not as a wife or as a woman, but as a person. I knew that this was too harsh punishment for the one who made a mistake in his choice, and no one should undeservedly be in prison. He refused to accept my help as a favorite, asked for forgiveness, said that he understood his mistake now and would not exchange it for anyone.
My heart trembled, because I still loved my husband and wanted to preserve all the good that was between us. I knew that he also feels tender feelings towards me and only I was in my heart. And everything else, this is a common misunderstanding, jealousy and anger at each other. Because of the usual quarrel, we parted, angry at each other, showed pride, although it was in the relationship is inappropriate. We were able to go through all the circles of hell together, were together and "held hands" the time when they proved his innocence. I did not hope for anything, until the very end I did not believe that we would be together, but just wanted to help. And we could. He was acquitted and released. And he came to talk to me.
I forgave .. We talked with him for a long time, told each other what happened in 2 years. I gave all the not sent letters that I wrote to him. Now we are together. Probably, this is true love, when you understand and forgive. We crossed out all the bad, forgot all the grievances and misunderstandings ... And most importantly, now is not the place in our life of jealousy and mistrust. It was necessary to get bravery earlier, have patience and discuss with the spouse the situation that has arisen privately. After all, without trust, there can be no LOVE. We understood all our mistakes, although we do not forget the past, but we only look to the future, where kindness, tenderness, trust, sincerity prevail .... There, in the future, we are old men, we nurse our grandchildren, we sit by the fireplace and remember all the wonderful moments of the creation of our strong family.