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I am not particularly religious, and I long ago gave up the need to conform my understanding of reality to the commonly held beliefs of the Christian majority. Still, it is nearly impossible to live in our society and not absorb the odd bit of Christian scripture, and this one is such a ubiquitous part of wedding celebrations:
“Love is patient; love is kind and envies no one. Love is never boastful, nor conceited, nor rude; never selfish, not quick to take offense. There is nothing love cannot face; there is no limit to its faith, its hope, and endurance."
That is the only answer that I can give when I am asked why I remain in the tumult of my relationship. I am not in a hurry to give it up. I am hopeful that there may be a healing and a new start and something good and strong and healthy after all this ugliness and pain. We've been through so much together, and I absolutely believe that there is nothing that we cannot face and endure if we can love one another enough.