We've been back together for the last 7 months since our separation last winter. He's been in regular individual therapy and periodically, we attend couples therapy together. I think we've been to about 4 couples therapy sessions so far, and they've been helpful.

We're moving back in together in Jan/Feb of this next year. We will have lived apart for a year, though he's been living with me full time for the last 5 of 7 months.

He is a changed man in all ways. He is the sweet, giving, thoughtful, generous, kind, loving and supportive partner and husband I always wanted in him. His angry episodes are gone. Gone are the abusive behaviors. He is also not even spoiled anymore. I think I've rubbed off on him by teaching him to budget better.

I am only just slightly nervous about moving back in, and only because I am praying that his changed behavior is permanent. It's merely a fear in the back of my mind that he would revert back to his old behaviors. There's no basis for this fear, as there is no indication whatsoever that he would backslide.

Even in the heat of the moment when we do disagree, he remains calm and respectful.

I am simply amazed by this 180 degree turnaround, and I also am in disbelief. It is rare indeed that an abuser can change, but this has been the case with my husband.

I still will encourage other women to leave an abusive partner if there is no hope for changes and/or therapy. I almost did...well, I DID leave him and I kicked him out. We were on the brink of a divorce - I had a lawyer, he had a lawyer and I was getting ready to complete the financial paperwork.

Funny how all it took was us each going to a concert by ourselves, finding each other at the concert and him flirting with me before I knew we needed to be together. It wasn't only the concert... it was months of fighting things through, with him consistently saying the same loving things to me. And it was after my hospitalization when he had stayed by my side, supporting me and helping me through a most difficult and scary time. At the concert, he blew me a kiss and smiled widely at me, and I knew I couldn't be apart from him.

I still have twinges of doubt and fear that creep up.... and of course, some of the mistrust persists, but I have forgiven him and we have for the most part moved past all the troubled spots.

Abusers generally do not change. So I am very lucky, and I pray that his good behavior continues.

Is this a miracle story?