to be loved
January 28, 2007 at 9:21 p.m.
I am yet again convinced I am the best wife ever. Well, for Jared anyway. I mean, think about all the whacked stuff he�s gotten me to do since we met:
1. Get married 5 months after meeting.
2. Buy a house.
3. Travel 10 hours overnight in a car each way with his parents, brother and sister-in-law and their 1 year old baby to visit his family.
4. Get pregnant.
5. Move to Brasil 2 months before giving birth.
6. Go on an 8 hour each way bus trip at 8 months preggo to the other side of the state of Sao Paulo.
7. Give birth in Brasil.
And the latest:
8. Take a 3 month old on a 4 hour car trip to stay overnight in a city where he served his mission 10 years ago on the off chance that a friend of his still lived there.
He did, by the way, and it was a wonderful experience. You can read about it at his post at our Family Blog. It was wonderful, but trying with Solei freaking out a few times at being overstimulated and undersleeped.
He�s really turned my life upside down and I let him do things that most wives would completely balk at. Heck, not even wives � rational human beings!!! But I go along with things because he loves me. He treats me wonderful every day, and just knowing that I am unconditionally loved and cared for makes life so much easier to live. I can do all these insane things, because I know he�s there with me.
That being said, my heart is breaking right now because my younger brother who was supposed to be getting married in 3 months, is not. His fianc�e broke things off suddenly last week.
I won�t go into details because it�s not my place to spew it all out on the web, but seeing him hurt and mistreated is so painful I can hardly stand it. I want him to be loved. I want him to be loved for who he is, his amazing talents and his sweet, honest character. The idea of him having to go back to dating makes me ill. More girls to hurt him�..
Women of the world who have in the past or will in the future hurt my brother � you shall suffer a crummy fate. I�ll stick forks in your eyeballs and light your feet on fire. I�ll �no, I won�t. I�m a pansy. But I can make my big brothers do it for me!!
Marriage is hard. It�s certainly no picnic at the beginning when you�ve only known your hubby for 5 months. But if it�s right and good, it�s better than any pill or cure that man can make. It heals. I want that for my brother. If it wasn�t right, it�s good it�s over now. But I sure do wish somehow he could have been saved from her hurting him like this.
SUPERCRACK out.