I didn’t know Melita diamond doyle when my husband walked in the door from work, “honey, I am home.” I didn’t know her when we were planning on buying land and setting up his dream to micro farm. I didn’t know her when we planned wonderful vacations and adventures, we went everywhere. I didn’t know her when my husband would touch my face and say, “You’re beautiful.” Every single day…I didn’t know her when my husband and I would talk for hours about anything and everything. I didn’t know her when my husband would make love to me every morning, even two months into their affair. I didn’t know her when my husband would come home late from work but still showered me with affection. I didn’t know her when we took our children to places, letting them experience things we never got to as children. I didn’t know her on those lazy summer days on the lake, laughing and swimming with my husband and children. I didn’t know her when he started working late, I always thought he was a good provider.
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