Why Cheating Is Not The Solution To A Bad Marriage

REPRINTED WITH PERMISSION from the Florida Jewish News She sat there in a puddle of tears and justifiably so. She had had a very hard life, married to a man who mistreated her. Now, at last she was on the brink of freedom as he lay in the hospital in a coma from an unexpected and hard-hitting accident. One of her three small children clutched her knees and another had entangled her arm in her mother’s, clasping her hand tightly. The older one sullenly sat in a corner of the sofa, his arms tightly crossed while he stared out the window.   She was sick of the life she had been leading, and the frequent trips to the mall for the latest baubles for herself and the kids gave only temporary respite to her nearly-constant pain. Rosie was such a nice person; surely she deserved better. “Is it possible,” I asked her, “that your husband will come out of this?”   “The doctors say it’s 50-50.”   “Mmm,” I said. “That’s interesting. Maybe Nate is supposed to come out of this and maybe this brush with death is supposed to teach him how to put things—and people—into proper perspective. Maybe he will be able to grow from this experience.”   “Nah,” she replied firmly, “He’s not capable of learning anything.”   “Everyone is capable of learning from their mistakes,” I answered, with equal firmness.   “Not this man. I know him only too well, unfortunately. He thinks he knows everything. Nothing, absolutely nothing, has ever made him reflect on himself or his behavior.”   When Someone Will Not Look...
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