I Thought My Husband Was Having An Affair

It was a rainy Saturday afternoon and things were already hectic after a hard week at work. I made big plans to celebrate Chinese New Year's at a fancy Chinese restaurant. We needed a few more couples to enjoy the set menu.

My husband left briefly to do an errand and shortly after that I got a text from him asking if it was okay for us to invite "Emily" to the dinner. I had no idea who "Emily" was but the other night I dreamt a bad dream that my husband was juggling another girlfriend. Did I somehow let him know that I was ok with a threesome during our 15 year relationship?

My husband works as an educator and he is often surrounded by young and attractive twenty- somethings. He is also reasonable looking so it was not beyond reason for me to assume someone would be interested in him. Perhaps some young thing likes an older man. It happened to me once when I was young when I was infatuated with older men. I imagined "Emily" to be young, pretty and head over heels over my husband. Still, I wanted to know more about her.

"So who's Emily," I ventured, hoping for him to come clean. My hubby immediately sent me another text with a man's name on it. Oh, Emilo --our mutual friend, but of course! Later, my hubby admitted that the text system incorrectly spelled out "Emily" and he could not have time to retract it back.

Thanks to an error with the automatic text message system, I had wrongly assumed that my husband was having an affair, or had found a new friend.

Incredibly, as we dined out at the fancy restaurant, my husband looked across the room and swore that a married male relative dining with a lady friend. We didn't go up to the diner to find out, but it got me into thinking deep thoughts about love and relationships.

In my book, marriage means you are with that person for good. It means no love affairs with anyone, no matter how good looking.

I should have known to have trusted my husband a lot more and give him more credit. He is never late, and is always home when he says he is.

We always end up watching TV together and spend as much time as we can together on weekends.

It wasn't always so good. When I was younger, it seemed everywhere I went, I found excitement with the wrong person. These people were downright wrong for me and I would term them users and abusers. Somehow, I found the strength to leave them but not without prayer.

I turned to God one day to help me find the love of my life. It seemed like everything was stacked up against me. I had tried so many times but each person that I met did not fit the bill. The men had something wrong with them --they were either jobless, a womanizer, a user or just a waste of my time. I turned upward and asked for a miracle that this man whom I had met 15 years ago, would be the right one. Somehow he fit my list to a T: he had a good job, liked cats, liked travelling, liked cooking and was also spiritual. He was also close to my age. Fast forward, a few years later, we ended up getting married in Las Vegas and it was a hoot.

We laughed outloud when I mistakenly thought he wanted to know if I was ok if he could invite a female friend to dinner. Good thing he has a sense of humor because laughter does take away all the worries.