“Has Mr. Broekhuis ever cheated on you?” our ten-year-old neighbor asked last summer.
I remember being so shocked by such a young kid talking about such grown-up things. And I remember that before I could answer, another ten-year-old piped up, saying, “No, Mr. Broekhuis would never cheat!”
I remember feeling so proud of my husband and the way he outwardly cherishes me as his wife. His witness was strong, simply by being a loving husband and father.
But what if they knew? I also thought. What if they could also see all the ways we’ve both failed as husband and wife?