Deano is my second husband. We got married, at my urging, in '96. The way we met is quite a story and you can clearly see God's hand in it, but that's also what makes it so hard to deal with him nowadays.. In '89 I met this guy at work that I really liked. He was from Poland and his accent was WOW!! LSS, he ended up stomping my heart in November of that year. I said a prayer on the way home from work that morning and I told God I give up. I'd wait for whoever He wanted me to have or I'd end up alone. I was that sick of being hurt and dealing with losers. Although I was a believer, I wasn't a Christian then. Keep in mind, this is Thanksgiving of '89. December 12 of '89 Dean was hired where I worked. January of '90 he was put on third shift, same as me. At about that same time I was put in his area to train. February and March of '90 I was put on the machines that he made cups for, meaning I had to talk to him for quality problems, etc. I took notice he would come up to ask if everything was okay, and check his cups. He didn't do that for any of the other operators! He would also look into my eyes when he talked to me. He was cute, but I ignored him so I wouldn't end up hurt again. Mid April, '90, after a bunch of work related back and forth, he asked if I was married. He said he would like to take me out, but only if I wasn't married and also only ater his divorce was final. May 26, 1990, at 7p.m. we had our first date- me, Dean and a 3 1/2 year old Kevin. I could have stayed home, because those two were peas in a pod and still are. Dean has always been good to my family, accepted Kevin like he was his own son, and he's a good worker and homebody. The sad part is, we can't stand each other most days now. He has no idea what it is to be a real, involved family man and it really shows since Jeanne is here. I was actually planning to leave, then I found out I was pregnant. I say that was God telling me to stay put. I'm sick of his arrogant attitude and I'm sick of being the one who handles everything with the kids. It's like being a single mother again, but with the bills getting paid by someone else. He's still cute, though, especially with that touch of gray......
Am I wrong in thinking that maybe we all go through the "I can't stand the sight of your face" phase? I have been there, done that... bought the t-shirt... LOL! Hang in there, Becky! Hugs-a-bunch from the Hollow !
It's more than that, Rumpledoodles. What you're talking about is my attitude toward his snoring. Maybe I'm the one who has it all wrong. Maybe I shouldn't expect him to take an interest in his daughter, maybe I shouldn't expect him to agree to amnd enforce Godly standards for our kids..... NOT!!!!!!!!
15 years ago on a blind date. This month marks 15 years since we went on our first date. DH was given my phone number while I was teaching. He call me up and asked me out. We have been together ever since. We were married 3 months later. Talk about falling hard, we both did. I made a promise to my self that my husband would be my first. And he was. He also made a pack with a friend that they would wait until they were married. He did but his friend didn't.
Vicky! How incredibly wonderful that you both have nobody else in mind or heart than each other! You are so blessed. Praise God daily for that area of your life that cannont be blemished ever!
MY husband and I met at work. I had the biggest crush on him forever. Well, my friend said this is enough it has been going on for over a year you teo just need to go out. Well, she invited him over to my house. She came too. She had to chaperone ya know. Well from that day on we were inseperable. We got married 3 months later and on august 22nd we will be married for 2 years. We also have a 9 month old dd and I have 3 dd's from a previous relationship. He accepts my children as his own and I love his two children also. Everything is just wonderful. I am so glad she stuck her nose in and got us to get together.
Becky, Sorry you are going through a rough patch. I have learned in my 41 years that when I have expectations of others I will Always be disappointed. I have learned to roll with the punches (not literally punches, my honey doesn't hit me). Some people are distant from their kids for many reasons. Perhaps that is the way they were raised etc. But someone can't improve themselves unless they admit there is a problem. That is always the first step. My parents were distant and four wheel drive angry hitters and I am the opposite, I didnt want my children to be scared of me, so I talk to them and that has been wonderful and they respect me not out of fear but because I respect them and treat them with respect. When couples get to the point they cant stand each other that is deep rooted resentment rearing its ugly little head. Hopefully things get better with your honey. Guess I would just come out and ask the question that is begging to be asked. Hang in there!
Yeah, settlers, alot of his problem is how he was raised. He was raised by his grandparents mostly- a G.M. who spoiled him and a G.F. who behaved homophobicly, meaning no affection of any kind any time. So many of his good habits have rubbed off on me these 15 years, so you'd think some of my lovey-doviness would have rubbed off on him. I guess I'll have to keep him no matter what... I lost the receipt he came with.....
marriage My husband and I met at a school dance. Actually we both went to a vocational school for part of the day and it was a dance from that school. We didn't know each other from school but we had friends in common. He ask me to dance and I told him no. His friend told him to ask me again. He did of course and I said yes that time. He ask me for my phone number and it all started then. The first time my mom say him she said if he doesn't get a haircut he shouldn't bother to come back. I told him and the next time he showed up he was sporting a new short haircut. He must have loved me then. We dated for some time mostly in groups and on double dates. I told him one day I wanted to date only him and not all his friends. LOL So we started going out by ourselves and fell in love. We date 9 months and I got my diamond and mom wasn't pleased then. Dated 9 more and he had won mom over. Married and that will be 19 years ago come Sept. 20. And 3 kids later. By the way when mom died I think she loved him more than me. LOL I know he loved her.
Becky, Have you read the book Power of a Praying Wife? You might want to get it. Prayer and loads of it can do wonders. Love and hugs to you, Lorna
The devil can't read our thoughts but God can. Isn't that great. I never had given any thought about it for years and last year someone said something to me about it at a homeschool activity and I thought why do I pray out loud and let the devil hear me and my problems. Since then if it is a problem I try to pray in my head and just let it be me and God. Does that make any sense?
I met my hubby the summer I was dating his roommate! The roomie turned out to be a jerk and I had one date with dh to be before he left for basic training! Then we wrote letters for 2 months straight (before the advent of email), saw each other for 2 days over the holidays, wrote letters for 3 months during his AIT, then spent one month together before I had to move across the country for grad school. What did he do? He followed, with a rock in his pocket. We were married less than a year later.
