I opened up the laptop. Pulled up this page. Handed it to my husband, and said, "here. read this. because i can't talk to you."
I'll spare you the details. I poured my heart out, and he listened. I made him listen. I didn't let him pretend like he didn't know what was going on. Like he hadn't noticed how I've been consciously and intentionally choosing my words and actions to breathe life into our marriage and our home.
"if it means that much to you, you can take Cooper to church with you," he said.
I added, "oh, yeah, and i'm getting baptized on Sunday."