MY HUSBAND AND I HAD talked for years about remodeling our home, but not much occurred. Last year it was supposed to get done, but I was dreading the experience because I wasn't certain our marriage would hold up under the strain.
My husband and I have been married for 32 years, and, I'm sorry to say, I'd been angry at him for many of those years. In my mind, my husband was not a fair partner; he didn't help out with domestic chores or with the many things to be done to run a household and raise a child. And I was angry because I mistakenly felt that my happiness and joy should come from my marriage. I couldn't see the good things about my husband, even though he really did have a lot of good qualities—really good ones, actually. This anger kept me physically ill with chronic headaches, in addition to the severe migraines I had suffered from since I was a young child and which left me exhausted.
I became involved in Christian Science 14 years ago, while searching for a good Sunday School for our son. I had stayed away from churches for 20 years up to that point, feeling that organized religions were too full of hypocrisy and lacked spirituality.
