Today is my 24th wedding anniversary with my last husband. Sadly we broke up in 1996 and divorced in 1997. I have been married and divorced three times. I tried very hard to do "things" right with the last husband. I met him at church and we didn't sleep together until the night of our wedding. I followed the rules of the Christian church and I did my best to be a good wife. Yes, I failed too.
Life doesn't always turn out the way we want it. People do not always give you every side of them until you are married. I didn't. I was a broken crayon too.
Did I make a mistake in choosing this man to 'spend the rest of my life with'? Yes and NO. Perhaps I should have spent more time getting to know him. If I had spent more time getting to know him I probably would not have married him. He was a broken crayon, but so was I. I have moved on and so has he. We have a fabulous son and I would not trade that child for anything.
The last time I checked, broken crayons still color. Pick up your broken crayons and color your world. Make it whatever you wish it to be. Don't hide the broken crayons because they still color.