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Originally Posted by afb0407
is life ever completly happy after married life????
No. There have been times when I've been so mad at my husband that I have to leave the house and walk around the block because I just don't feel like he understands me (Usally these times coincide with PMS when NOBODY understands me). Sometimes I just have to understand that nobody's perfect...INCLUDING ME...but I'm lucky to be married to my all-time best friend and that I love him more than life itself and he's a grump and a pain in the butt, but life would totally suck without him. My gramma once said that to make a marriage work, both people have to give 100%. I know that makes 200%, but if each person put in 50%, where is the other 50% going? My gramma was a very smart woman and was married for 66 years before my grampa passed away. When he did, she sat in her favorite chair watching TV, as if he were still there at his end of the couch, but with a picture of him in his baseball uniform in front of his truck in 1928 (he was so cute) on the end table and she'd look at it a lot as if she were thinking, I wonder when the good Lord is going to take me home to 'my darling'. They had differences...they fought...but they BOTH gave 100% to their marriage and family and were each other's best friends and that's what makes it work... Everything else just falls into place. Same goes for me and my husband...he's a grump and an emotional pain in the butt a ton of the time, but he gives 100% to our marriage and family, as do I, he's my best friend in the entire world and I wouldn't trade him for anyone. I didn't meet him until I was 32 and we got married when I was 36 and he was SO worth the wait.
By the way...in a strange turn of events....my husband was the WORST boyfriend for reasons that made him the BEST husband. I can't explain it, but it is like, when other boyfriends I'd have thought I was a flake or whatever, they'd just go away...but my husband would point it out to me, which would make me mad because he was so critical of me...but it turns out he was the only one that loved me enough to point out some of the major mistakes I'd made in my life and help me to become a more responsible person/adult and be taken more seriously by people. Its hard to describe without making him seem like a control freak, which is what I thought of him when I first started dating him, but I realized that there is a difference between someone that is a control freak and someone that loves you and doesn't want to see you making a fool out of yourself. Know what I mean? I saw the difference and really look up to my husband. He took my daughter under his wing, me under his wing, turned our lives around and really made a difference in my life.
I don't feel like I explained myself properly, but gotta run...