A dear friend of mine sent me a message on Facebook the other day after reading about my mister’s day off and our united devision O:-) He told me how fascinating he finds our, uh, ‘situation.’
He said I’m tough.
So, some days I feel pretty tough. I feel like this is SO STINKING HARD.
But most of those days have passed. I’m kind of over it. It’s just how we are, now; we’re different.
And what are my options?
I’m married to a man who has different religious views than mine. He’s a WONDERFUL man and a fantastic father.
So…I’m supposed to leave him because he doesn’t wanna be Mormon anymore?
And I’m supposed to give my girls a confusing, broken home, just because we can’t agree on this one thing?
I don’t think so.
Giving up is NOT an option. My family is waaaaaayyyyy too important for that.
Speaking of, the baby needs me! Ciao for now. Thanks for the support; you’re an amazing readership!