Frank and I spent over fifty years together, raising a family and building a life I thought was unshakable. But when he began coming home late with excuses that didn’t add up, doubt crept in. At the town fair, a friend’s remark confirmed my suspicions, and following him revealed a hidden side of his life I had never known.
The truth created a distance we couldn’t mend, and after decades of marriage, we made the painful choice to separate. Letting go brought sorrow but also acceptance. In time, I rebuilt my life—finding purpose in community work, discovering new hobbies, and welcoming fresh friendships. What began as heartbreak became a journey of resilience, hope, and the discovery that even endings can lead to new beginnings.
