tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post7159867907773696134..comments2024-03-28T22:49:03.563-05:00Comments on Lag Liv: In the FirelightLLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04431706155081017734noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-37742090571669114082012-09-20T21:30:46.791-05:002012-09-20T21:30:46.791-05:00My husband and I have this thing we say to each ot...My husband and I have this thing we say to each other when times get tough. It kind of goes like this: "Who's The Team? WE ARE THE TEAM!" <br /><br />Him:You know why everything is going to be okay?<br />Me: Because we are The Team?<br />Him: "WE ARE THE TEAM!"<br /><br />It comes from a, um, tense discussion we had as newlyweds. I found out he was talking to his best friend/ the best man at our wedding about an issue with our sex life that wasn't actually an issue; it was something we just hadn't talked about enough. He thought when it came up that I was never going to be up for something when all I meant was that I wasn't game right then. Anyway. In that discussion, I was like, "Why would you talk to Best Friend about this instead of me?" And he was like, "Well, Best Friend's Wife refuses to try Sexy Thing, too." and I was all, "WHOA, Buddy. I did not say I refused. Plus, you and Best Friend are not the team. WE ARE THE TEAM." He cracked up; we raced to the bedroom, and now it's a thing we say.<br /><br />Anyway, YOU AND JP ARE THE TEAM! Everything will be okay because you are The Team! <br /><br />You know, my parents have been married for almost 40 years. They are A Team, too. (But not the A-Team.) I would say that their marriage has been rocked once a decade to its core. Now, it's never been rocked by death of a child or infidelity, both of which really test a marriage. But it was rocked by deciding what religion to raise my sister and me as kids (they had a plan when we were babies; it changed); a money crisis in the 90s, and dealing with three elderly parents all needing full-time care at around the same time, two of whom had Alzheimer's. After every crisis that rocked their marriage, they came back stronger than ever before. When they renewed their vows after 25 years, they sobbed through the vows. They said later that they were thinking of all the times they had shared in sickness and health, for richer or poorer. They said their vows meant more at 25 years than they did as newlyweds.<br /><br />So, yeah. In my bloggy armchair opinion, your and JP's marriage is fine. You're just living your wedding vows. This the "For poorer" part. And guess what? There will be a time when he doesn't have the words to comfort you. There will be a time when you're the one up a tree. But it will be okay, because YOU ARE THE TEAM.Chunky Photojournalist Barbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11646004753295087957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-52831220679446746202012-09-20T19:52:53.837-05:002012-09-20T19:52:53.837-05:00You are an awesome person, and an AMAZING writer. ...You are an awesome person, and an AMAZING writer. Just so great at conveying what you all are going through. As for me, I am having a REALLY hard time proving I'm not a robot.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-3425292710132540782012-09-20T18:06:14.753-05:002012-09-20T18:06:14.753-05:00I love your definition of love. Thinking good thou...I love your definition of love. Thinking good thoughts for your wonderful family. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-18790401189958368042012-09-20T10:11:03.456-05:002012-09-20T10:11:03.456-05:00Hold on to that feeling! Hold on to that feeling! CMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01559451322234777335noreply@blogger.com