I met my husband during those years. He was not a member of the church, and that was fine with me. One less person trying to get me to go back, I thought.
But things change. Heavenly Father did not forget about me. He sent his angels to administer to me, and let me know He still loved me. They came in the form of friends, family, ward members, and even complete strangers. But they did come. And I finally got the message.
Three years after I got married, I decided to go back to church. My husband was supportive, and did not hold me back. At first, it was really hard to go alone. I felt like an outsider. I felt like everyone was watching me. But I knew that I was where I was supposed to be.