Noelle

It has been over six years since the fateful day I stumbled upon my husband's stash of photos while we worked side by side on a project. This startling discovery initially shattered my world and my dreams and caused me to begin a journey of self discovery. A year ago, my husband shared with me the news he had an affair while I was visiting my aging mother. This blog was conceived out of my desire to provide a place of sharing, healing, and hope.

Tuesday

Count Your Many Blessings

One of my favorite hymns during my childhood, 'Count Your Many Blessings,' continues to be a favorite of mine to this day.  The appeal of this hymn when I was younger was most likely the catchy tune and easily remembered lyrics of the chorus.  

However, as I have lived and embraced life, these lyrics have become at times a  soothing balm, and always a gentle reminder.

When upon life’s billows you are tempest tossed,
When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost,
Count your many blessings, name them one by one,
And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done.

Are you ever burdened with a load of care?
Does the cross seem heavy you are called to bear?
Count your many blessings, every doubt will fly,
And you will keep singing as the days go by. 

So, amid the conflict whether great or small,
Do not be discouraged, God is over all;
Count your many blessings, angels will attend,
Help and comfort give you to your journey’s end
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Counting our blessings is one of the most splendid exercises that lifts us out of despair and into the light.   Smiles replace frowns, tears of joy replace tears of sorrow, and our countenances and outlook become brighter.  We become happier, kinder, and more loving.  Our steps become lighter.  We begin to sing.  And laugh. 

The ability  to express gratitude is one of the best gifts God has given to me, not only during this chapter of my life, but throughout my entire journey.  


With hope and gratitude, 


Noelle
 


Sunday

Crossroads

I'm staring at this blank slate, wanting desperately to write something - anything - that could possibly describe these last several weeks of my journey.   I have written volumes in my private journals and somehow want to convey some of my thoughts to you.

I fear that may not be at all possible, but will try my best.

My husband and I are at a crossroads. We are deciding our future and what that will look like.  We have been able to be completely honest in our feelings.  There have been many tears and many heartfelt moments.   We love each other and are trying to decide which path to take.  
I recently decided to let him go until he figures things out. I'm not certain that is the right answer anymore...

There have been times in these last couple of days where I have almost suffocated from the pain and agony I have felt because of the overwhelming grief I have felt.  We have held each other and sobbed in one another's arms.  My only relief has come as I have turned to the words of our Saviour and prophets in the scriptures.  I have cried to the Lord seeking relief and answers and each time have found them when I have opened up His book  and studied His words.

I mentioned yesterday that it might help if we each write down everything we desire to have in our marriage and he agreed. I told him I believe in miracles and that it is never too late.  We just have to start somewhere, where we are right now, and go from there.  I look forward to doing that in the next couple of days with him.

I have spent a lot of time with our children enjoying fun and simple outings and moments with them.  They are all aware of what is going on, even though we have tried to shield them from it.  About two weeks ago something was discovered by one of them that led to an open conversation about everything. 

The only thing I am sure of in any of this is that as I live close to the Saviour, I will continue to receive impressions, and when acted upon, I will be exactly where He wants us to be.  I have mentioned that before and I truly believe it.  I sometimes do not know why I have been impressed to do certain things, but once I act upon them it becomes clear - sometimes, not always.  Sometimes it doesn't become clear until much later.  That is where faith and obedience come in.

Seeking joy amidst the deep sadness,
Noelle



 

Wednesday

Baby Steps

It has been awhile since my last post.  I suppose I could easily blame circumstances.  But the truth is, I feel almost like a hypocrite of sorts.  I have had a few hard weeks and as such feel as if I am not living up to the pillar of strength some of my posts portray me to be.   Could it be I feel I am falling short of my own expectations and therefore wonder how I can possibly be helping anyone else in a similar situation?

There are still days when I can barely function, when all I want to do is sleep.  There are still days when I am on the verge of tears 24 hours a day.  There are still days when I wonder how this is all going to turn out and wonder how I will make it through in the meantime.

Then there are days when life feels better than ever, when I am optimistic, when I seek out others who need a helping hand, when I laugh with my family, when I engage in worthwhile activities, when I look forward with faith.

I began examining what it is that makes the days so dramatically different.  What am I doing or not doing that causes me to feel or act a certain way?  The constant activities in all of this are that I am praying, as well as reading and studying the scriptures and other uplifting books.  I continue to pray with my children and discuss gospel principles with them.  I attend church.  I serve.  Aren't these enough?  Shouldn't they be enough?

So then,  what is it?  I believe it has something to do with the uncertainty of it all.  Oh, I realize there is uncertainty in our lives everyday and that we have no promise of tomorrow.  But in that uncertainty, there are routines we can count on that help keep us stable and firm rooted.  Perhaps that is where I need to focus my attention - on the routines in my life.  The basic daily routines, and I mean basic.   Things like washing my face and putting on makeup, even when I really don't want to.   

As I am writing this I realize this is a topic we discussed in therapy.  Okay, I let the 'T' word out of the bag.  Actually, I have been planning on writing about it.  This is the first time in my life I have sought therapy and I must admit, if I knew it was going to be what it is, I would have sought it out years ago! 
So the basic routines of getting up, fixing breakfast and lunches, tidying, getting myself ready, exercising, etc. are probably going to help me the most right now, in addition to the constants I have already mentioned.  

Baby steps.

I must remember that God is not the author of confusion.   Or doubt.  Or worry.  Or discouragement.  Or depression.

He is the author of love.  Happiness.  Joy.  Faith.  Hope.  He wants me to be happy, especially when life is difficult.  He wants me to thrive, not just survive.  

This chapter may be a difficult one, but He isn't finished with it yet. 

Noelle




Saturday

The Master's Touch

The feelings I expressed in my last post, although very real, are appearing less and less in my journey.  Thankfully.   When I read journal entries like the ones I shared, I remember experiencing the exquisite pain, the loneliness, the despair, the feelings of no worth.  But the feelings which were debilitating are no longer there.   The Saviour has taken them away.  I remember them, but I no longer feel them... as often.  I still feel sadness.  I am still grieving our relationship.  I still feel heartbroken at times.  I still weep sometimes.  

I do realize that my husband, although it was his choice in the beginning to view pornography, has now become a puppet of sorts to this pornography and sex addiction.  That one choice,  out of curiosity, has made him a slave and prisoner.

The only way out is the Saviour.   And I know that one day my husband will reach out and take His hand and let Him heal him.

I pray daily for my husband.  For me.  For our family.  

I know that as I continue to follow the promptings of the Spirit, am obedient, repentant, and do my best to live the life of a true follower of Christ, I will be exactly where my Heavenly Father and Saviour want me to be.

Where they want us to be.

Continuing in faith and hope...and joy.

Noelle

Thursday

The Ugly Truth

When I awoke this morning I felt like I had awakened from a bad dream.  Everything felt normal, as it once was.  A few moments later I realized I'm still in that bad dream and that it is no dream at all.  It's real.  It sucks.  And it's not fair.  

A lot of things in life aren't fair: 9-11, the death of a loved one in war, an accident where one is either killed or maimed, a job promotion that was 'yours' but was given to someone less deserving because of company politics.  I know you can think of a lot of examples and probably have experienced your share of unfair things.

What really irks me about this situation is that my  husband is choosing this.  It is not being forced upon him.   It's not just happening to him.  It isn't a random misfortune.   He's choosing this. He knows better.  

Today I am going to share some entries from my journal.   The ugly truth of what pornography in a marriage is really like.

July 26
He said our relationship isn't real.  That's why he says he looks at pornography so he can fantasize abut a relationship where there is actually good communication.  I said they don't talk to you.  He said he knows that, but he can fantasize how the relationship would be, the perfect relationship.
So, when he looks at the photos, not only do they have the perfect bodies, but he has the perfect relationship with them as well.

August 3
I prayed a lot today, everywhere I went.  I prayed for the Lord to bless my  husband, to encircle him in His arms.  I prayed for the Lord to protect him and bless him. I experienced dark feelings.  I was scared.  I felt helpless.  Each time I felt these, I prayed fervently for the Lord to take these feelings away.   I prayed for hope and faith.  I prayed to know what to do...I cried.  I laughed. 

August 6
I feel like I am going to lose it anytime now.  I found out today he is now seeking other women online.  I feel so stupid, so ugly.  So nothing.  I feel like a complete loser.  A total flop.  Of no worth. I'm living a total and complete nightmare.  I'm scared.  I'm depleted.  I'm sick.  I'm lost.  I'm alone.  

I know the Saviour is there.  Where art thou?  Can't you step in and stop my husband?  Is he past feeling?  Does he even care? This is so hard.  It's worse than hard.  It's deadening.  It's depleting me.  I'm empty.  I'm lost.  I feel such pain as I don't know I've ever felt.

Why is this such a big deal?  Why can't I just sit back and watch and pray?  It's devastating to my core being.  We've  had our share of problems like everyone.  We've also had our ample share of wonderful times and memories. 

This is knocking me out, big time.  This is causing me to question everything I believe, everything I know.   Where did I go wrong?

August 8
I feel like a total failure.  A complete loser.  How does my  husband feel?  Probably on top of the world.  Excited.  Mischievous.  Like he's finally getting everything he's ever wanted.  Why be stuck with me for the rest of your life when you can have it all?  The perfect body, the perfect everything.  There's nothing special about me.  Nothing.
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So, there you have it.  The raw, ugly truth.

The good news is, I have found my Saviour through all of this.  I know I am of divine worth and that my worth comes from Him alone.  It doesn't increase or diminish as a result of my husband's actions or choices.  I am grateful for the lessons I have learned, for the miracles i have witnessed, for the changes He has wrought in me.

Right now though I feel like I want to shake my husband and say 'wake up!'  Or better yet, reenact the scene from Moonstruck where she slaps his face and says, "Snap out of it!"  That's exactly how I feel right now.  Enough already!  Come back!

Noelle


Sunday

Seasons

Life offers many seasons as we know.  Learning to accept, enjoy, and thrive in the season we are in can sometimes be a challenge.  However, once we embrace the beauty and uniquness of the season we are currently experiencing,  our lives become richer and more meaningful.  


The only time we really have is the present.  Learning from the past and planning for the future is  important.  But dwelling on the past and wishing for the future (if only this, if only that, when I'm this, when I have that...) only brings stress, worry, and dissatisfaction.   So, learning to not only accept but embrace the present frees us to experience all that the Lord wants to send our way.  We can be present and focused on our family, our relationships, the whisperings of the spirit, answers to our prayers, promptings we receive.  We can experience peace amidst the confusion.



The season I am in right now, as challenging as it is,  is actually turning out to be a glorious season of unexpected joys and growth.   Seeing others as the Lord sees them is unquestionably one of the greatest gifts I have received during this journey.  In this case, seeing my husband as the Lord sees him is allowing me to show forth greater love, greater patience, and greater understanding.   I love him more now than I ever have.



I'm not certain when it happened, when the Lord bestowed this gift upon me, this tender mercy, this answer to my prayers.  But I am so thankful  He did, for it has made all the difference. 

Noelle



Thursday

Teardrops


Tears are an incredible creation by our loving Creator.

Many have spilled from my eyes today, have moistened my pillow, have stained my cheeks.

Today I realized how thankful I am for them.

Hope through the tears...

Noelle