As I lay beside my sleeping wife, a notification from Facebook caught my attention. A woman from my past had sent me a friend request, sparking a mix of curiosity and caution. I accepted her request and sent a message, asking if we knew each other. Her response was unexpected: “I heard you got married, but I still love you.”
Her words stirred old memories, and I couldn’t help but glance at my wife, who was peacefully asleep after a long day. I thought about how she had left behind the comfort and security of her family’s home to build a life with me. She had placed her trust in me, and I felt a deep sense of responsibility to honor that trust.
As I reflected on my wife’s sacrifices and faith in our relationship, I realized that I had a choice to make. I could indulge in the nostalgia and temptation of my past, or I could choose to be faithful to my wife. Without hesitation, I blocked the woman from my past and turned off my phone.
In that moment, I felt a sense of commitment and loyalty wash over me. I knew that I had made a promise to my wife, and I intended to keep it. I would fight against any temptation that threatened to tear our family apart. This experience was a reminder that our choices define us, and I was determined to choose loyalty and fidelity every time.
