My husband and I were both married before to real winners… So that being said… we dated a really long time before we got married. I tease my husband about it often because he didn’t propose until we had been together longer than his first marriage had lasted.
We both had our moments of not exactly doubt, but more like, do I really think this is a good idea to try this again. I knew I loved him and he loved me, but the wounds though healed, left some pretty nasty scars on both of us… his ex lied and cheated, mine literally had a diagnosis that included his inability to tell the truth… and we both had children… we had to consider what was best for them too. Actually, really funny but our priest was the one that finally got him to propose. He asked to see us after mass and bluntly asked if we were EVER going to get married… that got the ball rolling. And today, I thank that priest!!!