So, I occasionally still lurk around here, but I rarely post anything. I spend a lot of mis-spent time over at www.thesophiahouse.com. Today, however, I stopped by to see what was going on and I noticed I’d gotten a PM about an old thread I’d started.
Whoo boy. How embarassing…
It’s good to know that a guy can change for the better even when he feels like he’s pretty stagnant. The thread I mentioned was about how I was so “confused” about my girlfriend, and how it was so haaaarrrrrd to make a decision. Blah, blah, blah. Whether by urgent promptings of the Holy Spirit or plain-old psychological clarity, I quit whining and got a ring. As the last post in that embarassingly emo thread noted, I’m now happily married.
Thanks to all for the advice.
Well, I’m 95% happily married. As noted ad nauseum on this board, particularly in Family Life, marriage is a huge adjustment and commitment. We still clash in many ways, but for the most part we’re a high-powered, finely tuned marriage machine. (Yes, as a matter of fact, I have learned the phrase “Yes, dear.”) Most of our problems, if you can call them “problems,” are things I don’t want to post on this board, but for the most part, we’re solid. If anything, I just wish she would learn to dial back the A-type personality. On the other hand, I could use an injection of ambition, but we both realize it and are doing great.
Her family is still off the radar, though. She’s since quit holding her nose about her conversion to Catholicism and seems to have embraced it with gusto. Her family assumed that’s where she was even before the wedding, and except for one sister’s nominal involvement, there has been no word. The loss of her relationship with her mom is particularly painful, and with Mother’s Day coming up, it’ll probably be a melancholy day. But we’re working on it…
Anyway, thanks to those of you who gave advice three years ago or somewhere thereabouts. Much of it was taken into consideration and bore fruit. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again–Internet folks are the best kind of folks there is. (Except for the one billion or so jerks out there. I’m not talking about them.)