Since the excitement of our re-engagement (and, I might as well say it, my husband's return to the bedroom), life's challenges keep coming at us. It's evident to me that the depression my husband was self-medicating with sexual behavior still has him in its grip. He grew tremendously in the last few months, and now, though still unhappy, he has decided that this is as far as he can go. This is as good as life is going to be for him.
He'd better be wrong. I will not settle for that kind of life for myself, or for one whose life is so entwined with mine.
It's maddening to see the things he needs to change, and be unable to advise or force or conjure the changes. Only God can do that--and that is the key. My husband has reached the highest satisfaction he can find for himself. He needs an experience with his Creator to find life that is not just good enough, but abundant.
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