Here are my thoughts as someone who grew up with a non-mormon father and as someone who married a non-mormon girl. First, my dad was a wonderful husband to my mother the greatest mom on earthand a wonderful father to me.
Jesus might have seemed like a cute, imaginary playmate at first, but on some level I would have been expecting to help her get over it.
All parent-child relationships do. Be gentle with them and yourself.
We agree on honesty and kindness, it doesn't matter what inspires us to pursue that. But I was unusual in that I never really wanted to convert my husband I was worried I'd have to divorce him if he turned true Mormon and he didn't need me to believe way he does.