I was enraged when I discovered my husband Trent with another man, and I wrote harsh letters to his conservative family, prepared to ruin his well-planned life the way he had devastated mine, but I was stopped cold by our parking lot altercation.
Trent’s frank confession—about growing up scared of his own feelings, about meeting Colin and ultimately understanding himself—made me pause. The anguish was still there, but so was recognition of his broader fight.
I removed those irate messages. Even though our marriage is dissolved, I couldn’t make his suffering worse. Finding grace in life’s most painful situations—for our daughter’s sake as well as our own—can sometimes be more courageous than taking revenge.