I didnât know Amanda Blake when my husband walked in the door from work, âhoney, I am home.â I didnât know her when we were planning on buying land and setting up his dream to micro farm. I didnât know her when we planned wonderful vacations and adventures, we went everywhere. I didnât know her when my husband would touch my face and say, âYouâre beautiful.â Every single dayâ¦
I didnât know her when my husband and I would talk for hours about anything and everything. I didnât know her when my husband would make love to me every morning, even two months into their affair. I didnât know her when my husband would come home late from work but still showered me with affection. I didnât know her when we took our children to places, letting them experience things we never got to as children. I didnât know her on those lazy summer days on the lake, laughing and swimming with my husband and children. I didnât know her when he started working late, I always thought he was a good provider.
I didnât know her when he never came home, his dinner cold in the oven. He said he went fishing. I didnât know her when we went on our family vacation, but he was distracted by his phone the whole time. I didnât know her when made love under the stars, talked about how wonderful our vacation was. I didnât know her when I watched a shooting star that night and thoughtâ¦ I canât wish for anything else, my life is perfect.