Why I Got Married

When I met my husband, I found him to be a little creepy.  In no way, did I ever think that I would fall for a man in old man leather tennis shoes.  But somehow, over time he grew on me, and I knew we would spend the rest of our lives together. 

The last two years have been a real struggle.  My husband lost his business, went through a bout of depression, and was unemployed.  Today, things are better, I don't like the job he has, but it does help pay the bills and he is home more often which is always a good thing.  We both quit smoking and have put on the pounds, so that will need to be addressed very soon otherwise there will be no swimsuit season for me.

I have often wondered why I ever wanted to get married.  I am independent, don't mind being alone, love to be free to do what I please....so what was missing?? I guess it was having someone else in my life that loved me for me that wasn't part of my family tree.  He has been a blessing, even though these last two years have been extremely hard.  I am learning to ease up, let him take on the role of disciplining the kids, which has helped me a ton.  I stress out a lot because my step kids weren't raised in a so called "normal" household which isn't a bad thing, it just brings on more challenges.

I cried a lot last night when I told my husband how I felt about his health, the kids, and my life... but in the end, I felt better and knew why I got married to him.  Marriage is hard, but living without the person I love would be impossible.

Why do they keep lying?

I try to think back to when I was a kid and what would happen to me if I lied to my parents.  Would I get the "wooden spoon" treatment, a smack across the face or the "wait until your father gets home' speech, which I really hated. 

These days, it seems like kids are lying more and it makes me so mad!  I can't seem to wrap my head around why  my step kids have chose to use lying as a form of communication when they were hurt so much growing up by someone who lied to them.

I asked my stepdaughter if the hair on her neck stood up when she lied, "It does" she said, so I know she is aware of what she is doing, but it is like she doesn't care and is happy to go on about her business.  I told her to remember that not all pain can be felt like a rug burn, and sometimes internal pain can hurt even worse.

I am really hoping that she and her brother grow out of this because it has been really hard on the family and the teachers at school.  I still am a horrible liar, my parents never threatened me or any of my sisters, we just always knew better.