Ten Years After My Bride Left Me At The Altar, Her Letter Finally Told Me Why

There is an empty place inside me now that I do not expect anyone else to fill. I still feel sadness when I think about what we lost, and about the years that were stolen from us.

And yet, I am deeply grateful.

Grateful that she trusted me with the truth before her time ran short. Grateful that I could tell her I forgave her, and that I understood. Grateful that we had the chance to look each other in the eye and heal what we could.

For ten years, I lived with a question that never stopped haunting me: Why did she run?

Now I know. And as painful as that truth is, it is also a kind of peace.

In the end, the greatest gift Jen left me was not just the love we shared, but the closure she gave me. It was a gift worth every mile, every tear, and every one of those long ten years.

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