In The Family

A Closed Door. An Open Window.

I got married young. Very young. Right after high school my casual boyfriend and I were met with a surprise pregnancy. Although I hadn’t had much of a personal relationship with God for several years, I felt God speak to me in those early moments of terrified silence. Out of a less-than-perfect situation, this child was a blessing, and I was supposed to raise it. So clinging tightly to fairytale dreams of romance and happy endings, we got married shortly before our 18th birthdays.

Our paradise was short-lived and we fought more than we loved. The things you bond over as teenagers are not the foundations of a good marriage and very early on we both sensed we were in over our heads.

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