Dont throw the baby out with bath water


Don’t Throw the Baby Out with the Bath Water

We’ve faced many challenging seasons in our lives—some that, honestly, would’ve made most people throw in the towel.

Over the years, I’ve heard the whispers (and sometimes the not-so-silent judgments): “Why not just divorce?” But it’s never that simple. See, I don’t believe people are inherently bad. I believe we all carry trauma, baggage, and pain. And when we ignore it—or build walls around it—we can become toxic, even without meaning to.

About six years ago, we separated. During that time, I had the opportunity to work on me in a whole new way. But then—yes, by God’s grace—we found our way back to each other. And it was different. We had a new level of appreciation for one another. Our communication was stronger. We were softer, more intentional.

We even experienced healing moments with our kids—those who were ready. Because let’s be honest: staying together through the hard seasons creates challenges for your children. But it also gives them a front-row seat to what it means to love, to stay, and to grow.

Loving, staying, and working through your stuff is rare these days. It’s so much easier to walk away. Call me crazy, but I believe nothing is impossible with the God I serve. So I stay.

Lately, after a long health battle and stepping into the role of caregiver, things have been tough again. Old patterns, old arguments—they resurface. We bicker (just ask our kids!), but we also laugh, support each other, and genuinely want the best for one another.

So no—we don’t throw the baby out with the bath water. We just change the water.

And despite what some might say based on recent events—here we are. Still choosing to fight for unity. To stay.

I’ll never claim we have a perfect relationship. But I do know how to hunker down, pray, set boundaries, and grow. That’s what we’re doing. So thank you for your prayers—we’re okay.

God’s not through with us yet. 🙏


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