My husband's cousin has been separated from her husband for the past three years, since he returned to Mexico in order to apply for legal residency in the United States. They have two young children who can't remember what it was like living with Daddy. They've only seen him once a year (or less) when they have been able to travel to Mexico to visit him. The family has been through great struggles due to their separation and have had repeated difficulties completing the paperwork and other requirements to get their loved one home.
Last night, our cousin's husband came home for good. Two children have their father back and a young woman no longer has to live without her husband. We have been praying for his return every night and we are so profoundly grateful that God has answered the prayers of so many in order to bring this family back together.
I am such a softy, I've been crying tears of happiness all morning for them. If anyone deserves a happy ending, it is this family. I can't imagine living for years without my husband or raising children alone, but our cousin always had a positive outlook. She would compare herself to military wives who were separated from their husband, saying that she was much more fortunate than them because at least she knew her husband was safe (although in reality, the stability of the area of Mexico where he lived was questionable - he was mugged at least twice while living there).
We've never met her husband because he was already in Mexico by the time we moved near the family and we look forward to meeting him for the first time and getting to know him when we return to Indiana for my husband's graduation in May.