Frozen in Time
I live in a standstill, frozen in time.
November of 2010 was the worst month of my life.
As Mom fought for her life on her deathbed, my marriage died. I saw it die before my eyes.
Mortality stripped me to my critical elements.
The critical mass unleashed is all that remains of me.
Now I live in a vacuum, resistant to anything but the truth.
The truth is, I saw my marriage end, knowing well how to save it.
I lost both Mrs. Bolados in the same month.
I loved my Mother…
I loved my wife…
The slow kill is the worst.
When I got married, I had it all figured out. When the day came and I lost Mom, my wife would comfort me.
I’ve never dealt with betrayal well.
The problem isn’t the betrayal.
How do you reconcile the breaking of a marriage vow and still have a marriage?
Forgiveness was easy—I forgave her, even though she never asked me to.
I choose pain over reconcilement not because it is the easy way.
I filed because it was the right thing to do.
All of my life, I’ve stood for right.
I had a choice to make.
I could be right…
…or be married.
I chose right.