~ By an Anonymous Contributor
Two years ago, my husband and I were barely speaking to each other. I just couldn’t seem to get him to communicate. When he did say something, it was bound to end up in a big fight!
He was enjoying the attentions of a certain young lady who worked with him. This was not the first time we had had serious trouble. A few years before we had almost gotten a divorce, but decided to give our marriage another try. The first time of trouble, he lost so much weight he was sick most all the time, and I almost had a nervous breakdown. I felt that the same thing was going to happen again and felt my whole world crumbling around me.
Then I attended a Fascinating Womanhood class. I’ll never forget the first night I walked into the building and met the class instructor. There had been some misunderstanding about the use of the building and since only about five of us showed up, they called the class off. There I stood, on the verge of tears, sure that nothing could help me now, when that sweet little gal, who was to instruct our class, came to me and said, “Why don’t you girls just follow me over to my house and we’ll hold the first class there and straighten out the rest later.” It was a gift from heaven. I was so thankful I burst into tears when we got outside.
The teacher gave us an introduction to Fascinating Womanhood that night that brought all the hope back to me that I had when I was first married. I took in every word she said and went home with a determination to make our marriage everything a marriage should be.
I never got to finish the lessons because, after five lessons, my husband was transferred to another location. But after just three classes, my husband and I were like two different people. We were almost like newlyweds. He brought me presents and took me dancing and most precious of all, he laughed and was happy again.
I stopped nagging him about his smoking and I took an interest in him personally and began to wear lacy nighties he liked to buy me, that I had always put way back in my drawer to save. I told him, “I don’t know what I am saving these for when I can be wearing them for you. Who else do I want to look beautiful for?” Remembering the promises in the book, I had to laugh happily to myself when, after only four classes my husband came running in the door one night, swept me off my feet and said, “I adore you.”
I cannot express thanks enough for the opportunity Fascinating Womanhood gives so many women to become women again. Fascinating Womanhood extends a challenge, and to each woman who accepts that challenge comes one of the greatest rewards we can have as women, “The devoted love of our man.”