It has been a challenging year for "family" in our house. One of Brian's brothers is making some decisions it is very difficult for me to support. We want everyone to be happy - but the thing is, he gives "lip service" to being happy, but doesn't seem like himself.
Brian's grandparents have moved to Assisted Living and the family has spent the last 8 months selling the business antiques and boxing up the family antiques. Brian and I don't really want or need anything, but that is often seen as rude - so we have tried to participate, but we love people, not things - so it has been a challenge.
Everything feels super strained to me. I am struggling with family decisions about living arrangements, what people are supporting or not supporting, and most of all, a level of unrest with those not in our home. It's funny, you would think all of this undercurrent would strain Brian and I as well, but we feel closer than normal, to me. It is difficult - while I am enjoying having my "little family" home together for the summer, preparing to celebrate Brian's completion of grad school in August and mine in March I am really struggling with the outside influences on our lives.
As many (most) people know my first marriage was very difficult and painful. By the time that we had reached the 4 year mark, I knew I had made a terrible mistake. Brian and I will celebrate four years of marriage in a little more than 2 months. These have been the best, easiest, happiest, most loved four years of my life. Even with our current struggle and my dissatisfaction with extended family I am so happy that we are together; I just wish that there was some acknowledgement of bad decisions elsewhere.
As announced a few weeks ago during a church service - love is blind and marriage is an eye opener.