It just happened.
I was in law school, one daughter, one husband, a house, no mortgage, no money. Husband wanted to quit work and start business and asked my permission to which I said, um, okay, how…?, yes.
If there is one important thing I learned in married life, it is the power of believing. If I believed in D, let’s call my one husband D, he suddenly soared, flew, made miracles, painted rainbows. If I nagged him, he would flail, shrink to nothingness, felled by my ungraciousness and unbelief. In the many years of our marriage, I always resorted to lashing out. In my years of law school, I who never put food on our table all those remaining law school years, would slay D with my words – and everything that remained – our confidence, peace, sanity – would shatter.