We Almost Divorced in Our 30s, Now We’re 60 and Still Deeply in Love: What Saved Our Marriage Will Shock You

 

If you’re young and reading this, hear us out.

We’ve been married for 31 years. My name is Sheila and my husband, Tony, is sitting right next to me as I write this. We’ve got grey hair now, a few wrinkles, and grandchildren who call us Shosho and Guka. But the love between us? It’s still alive. Still playful. Still strong.

But it wasn’t always like this.

There was a time in our early 30s when we were ready to throw in the towel. And if we had, we wouldn’t be sitting here together today, telling you this story.

Back then, Tony and I looked like the perfect couple on the outside. Nice house. Decent jobs. A beautiful baby girl. But behind closed doors? It was war. Silent war. Cold beds, empty conversations, resentment building every day.

I honestly believed he was cheating. He wouldn’t touch me. Wouldn’t talk to me. I cried myself to sleep more nights than I can count. On his side, he thought I was bitter and disrespectful. Every little thing turned into an argument.

We were young, confused, and hurt. We didn’t know that sometimes, love isn’t enough. That there are other forces, spiritual forces, that can quietly wedge themselves into your marriage, poisoning it from the inside.

At the peak of our crisis, I moved back to my mother’s house with our daughter. I told myself, “This marriage is dead.” Tony stayed in the house alone, and for the first time, he admitted to himself that something bigger was wrong. Something beyond just our personalities or mistakes. to read more click here