Something was wrong between us. The symptoms were subtle, not easy to pinpoint. I couldn’t diagnose the problem. My husband was being too nice.
When marriage makes a stepfamily, the good tends to lie buried way down deep. It took me nearly five years to embrace the good that God wanted me to see and to appreciate.
When our first marriage failed, we moved on and remarried. But it turned out that God had different plans.
How divorce and remarriage affect the children depends largely on you. Here are some tips to help them cope.