: well…. my ex-wife asked the Church to erase our marriage. wow. I said no. not because I’m angry or want to make anything harder, but because I can’t agree to delete a part of my life that was real.
our story ended long ago – but it did happen. and it mattered. I can’t accept the idea of pretending that a huge, beautiful, complicated part of my past was just some mistake that should be erased.
I lived it consciously. I knew what I was doing. I took those vows honestly. and I believed – in my own way, maybe not perfect, maybe not always strong, but real. faith is not a competition. it’s not about who believes “more.” and nobody gets to measure it for you.
I don’t want to cancel my past. I don’t want to cross out the years that shaped me, taught me, and still live somewhere inside me. it was real. it was love. it was life. and it deserves to stay part of my story.
you can move on without erasing what once was.
