Brent and I overcame overwhelming odds. We struggled and fought for our happily ever after, so why do I find myself knee deep in laundry, bills, and ungraded papers years afterwards? Why is he distant and more worried about football plays for his high school team than our happiness? Where has the spark gone? The broken road of life happened, and it's painfully relentless. Is our journey one even worth continuing? To better grasp our future, a visit...