(Clearwisdom.net) When I realized that my husband was having an affair, I suffered tremendously. One day when my mother (who is also a practitioner) was home with me, I cried in front of her and told her about it. Several days later, a fellow practitioner came to visit me and said, "I heard about your husband's affair. Don't be too upset, because this is an opportunity for you to eliminate your attachment to sentimentality..." Completely caught off guard, I was thinking, "Why would my mother tell anyone else about this?" I was very angry with her.

When I calmed down, I thought about why I was angry. Was it because my family's secret was out in the open? Why didn't I want others to know about it? I realized that it was due to my own problem. Why should I be angry with my mother? If I hadn't complained to her to begin with, how would she even have known about it? Because she is my mother and a practitioner, I didn't need to hide anything from her. When she told other practitioners about it, she probably had the same thought, that there was nothing to hide from fellow practitioners. However, this was not something insignificant. If my friends, family, coworkers, and others knew about it, how would they view my husband? How would they view our family?

I tried to collect my thoughts. When I reexamined the issue, I realized that I had made a huge mistake. If my husband does something wrong, I help him correct the mistake--this is something I should do as his wife or as a practitioner. If I don't help him and instead tell others without any consideration for him, am I not pushing him down and ruining him? From studying Master's Fa, I understand that practitioners should not say anything casually, because we all have power. When I sadly complain about this, unintentionally it strengthens the bad substances in him and makes him become worse. In fact, why did I mention this to anyone? Wasn't that venting? This was something I should be dealing with on my own. Why did I complain to others? I must treat cultivation seriously, because there are no shortcuts.

Since then, no matter what has happened and no matter how much I have suffered in my heart (my xinxing has yet to be upgraded, and I still haven't completely eliminated the attachment to sentimentality), for Dafa, for my husband, and for my family, I have never again said anything bad about my husband.

As I study the Fa more and work on eliminating the attachment to sentimentality, I keep treating my husband with compassion, and he has gradually changed.

One day my husband went out for dinner. When he came back, he seemed upset. I could sense that he was trying to hide something from me, so I asked him about it and he told me the truth. His former girlfriend/classmate approached him, wanting to have an affair, but he sincerely told her the truth. He also told me, "Please trust me. I can't do anything that undermines Dafa." Knowing that he was telling the truth, I was so happy that I cried tears of happiness. I said to him, "What you did was right and you did great. I'm so happy to see how you have changed." He said, "Although I haven't been an official practitioner like you, I know what Dafa is. I can no longer act as I did in the past. Nowadays, only Dafa practitioners are good people. If I don't treasure you, it would be shameful."

Several days later, at my suggestion, we invited that classmate to our home. We clarified the facts about Dafa to her. Although she didn't fully understand, seeing the changes in my husband, she could tell that practitioners were indeed different.

Through Fa-study and cultivating my xinxing, I have improved a lot, as has my husband. We study the Fa and recite the Fa, and our family environment has become harmonized. People who know us have said, "Look at you two, how you love and care for each other. You are so kindhearted." We replied, "It is Dafa that teaches us to be better people." I now sincerely think, "It is Master and Dafa that changed us fundamentally and makes our family a happy one!"

In the process of eliminating sentimentality, I have faced challenges. Looking back, I feel that my attachments were very strong. It was our benevolent Master who protected me and led me. I was not a good student and caused Master to worry too much. I am ashamed.

One day when I was watching the TV show Journey to the West, I heard the Monkey King call "Master, Master!" All of sudden my eyes were full of tears. I was calling "Master, Master!" from the bottom of my heart.

I was fortunate to embark on this cultivation journey. I will treasure this opportunity that only comes once in tens of thousands of years and become a qualified Dafa practitioner.