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Marrying for love may be a bit risky, but it is so honest that God can’t help but smile on it.  - Josh Billings

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I remember the conversation clearly.

We were sitting in his basement apartment, only weeks from the wedding, and we were scared. We were scared of what happens to love, to marriage, to a person after too many years of cereal slurping and bed sharing.

I asked him, “Would you ever cheat on me?”

Austin was quiet. He knew it was suspicious to answer too quickly. He knew it was okay to be honest.

“I hope not,” he said grimly.

Today is Austin’s birthday. Last year I wrote a little post on the 28 reasons why I love him. It was nice.

Today I was thinking about number 29. I was thinking about how there are relationships where you are honest and then relationships where you are honest. I was thinking I’m glad to have the latter.

Last week we talked about things we’d never do. Of course we’d all love to say we’d never cheat or lie or steal or drive to McDonalds at 2am just to get french fries–but humans are flawed and, I believe, capable of anything. 

I watch some couples in love and just pray their storms aren’t too strong because fairy tales have a shelf life and as history has taught us, time has a habit of wearing on promises. All those nevers and always start to look daunting in the light of day. The whole business is an indeterminable risk.

The thing about love is that after the endorphins wear off, it’s really about showing up. It’s about showing up every day and trying not to fail. It’s about putting your best foot forward, and when that doesn’t happen—hoping your other has enough grace left to say “it’s okay.” It’s about recognizing that we’re all capable of great lightness and great darkness, and figuring out how to navigate the light.

Happy Birthday to someone who keeps showing up, finding my light, and loving me one day at a time.

We persevere.

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Love Story

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I got engaged when I was 18 years old on a cold day in December to a boy I would never marry. He was my high school sweetheart and everything a girl could want; smart, sweet, handy with jokes. He was the guy you elect class president, the guy you take home to your parents. He took me to the beach and put the ring in a shell. I was shivering and expecting it and very, deliriously happy. It is a good memory.

Three years later we said a final goodbye after a series of very un-final goodbyes. I had been awful to him for a very long time. He should have walked away and he did. I was filled with so much regret that I wanted to die. I almost did. It is not a good memory.

I graduated college a few months later with honors and the realization that I should not have majored in English. I was depressed and hopeless in an unflattering way. I drank too much, ate too little, and dated people I didn’t actually like. At one point I woke up at 3am underneath my car in a driveway that was not my own and thought, “I need to get it together.”

Meanwhile a stranger in the class above me messaged me with a booty call disguised as “friendly hello.” I rolled my eyes and laughed with my friends. He was cute but I didn’t know him and had other things to do like get drunk in plastic baby pools and attend poetry readings.

Then one night when I was bored and probably lonely, I decided to write back to the stranger. I was aloof and cool and tried not to act interested. All I knew was that his name was Austin Baer and he’d moved a few states away. I had nothing to lose.

For three months we proceeded as casual online friends. We never spoke on the phone and there was never any mention of romantic intentions. We simply wrote back and forth about our days and the weather and music while I slowly got my life back together. When he finally did ask me on a date, I was cautious but excited. We went to a Format concert in Washington DC with a group of his friends. I changed my outfit ten times before I left. I’m sure the concert was great, but I don’t remember any of it. I can only remember my hands. I never know where to put my hands.

A few months later I packed up my car and moved from Virginia to Pennsylvania to continue our relationship. I said it was for “employment opportunities” but everyone knew it was for a boy which was weird and embarrassing. The whole drive there my brain was stuck on repeat. Don’t let this be a mistake. Don’t let this be a mistake.

We took things very slowly. I learned he hates Christmas placemats and Sufjan Stevens. He learned I hate carrots and loud chewing. Seasons changed and so did we. We fought, we made up. We moved, we changed jobs. Most importantly, we fell in love.

Then one pale Christmas Eve, I opened a jewelry box he made and inside was my great-grandmother’s ring. It was three in the afternoon. I said yes.

I know it’s not kosher to compare, but I’m going to anyways. I’ve been proposed to three times and this time was different. This time there was no grand gesture or drama or tears. This time I was not deliriously happy in the way you are when you’re 18 and think love means never going to bed angry. Instead, I was happy in the way you are when you’re looking at your future and you know it’s right.

I am not one to gush and neither is Austin, but I will say this: I love him. I love him because he is tall and smart and has dark eyes and tries hard at things. I love him because he is not perfect for me.

We’ve been married for four years now, and if there’s anything I’ve learned–it’s this: Marriage is not just a spiritual union. It’s taking out the trash and folding the other person’s underwear and asking if they’d like the last piece of chicken. It’s saying you’re sorry when you’re not really that sorry and biting your tongue when they are slurping their cereal and you just want to scream.

I know the hardest parts are yet to come, but I have to hope that our foundation is strong enough to withstand the worst of storms. I also know that love, in all its ambiguity, grows and changes for better with time. As always, Mark Twain says it best: Love seems the swiftest, but it is the slowest of all growths. No man or woman really knows what perfect love is until they have been married a quarter of a century.

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Closing Statements

After some suggestion and gentle persuasion, I would like to take the time to reclaim this space and bring some closure to a heated week.

First I’d like to thank my readers. For the most part, your comments were respectful and sincere. I appreciated the thoughtful dialogue and found myself reexamining and reaffirming what I believe. Thank you for helping to create a space where this is possible.

Throughout the past few days I couldn’t help but think of Anne Lamott’s thoughts on God. She says, “You can safely assume you’ve created God in your own image when it turns out God hates all the same people you do.” It’s important to remember that judging someone doesn’t define who they are, it defines who you are. If we learn anything from each other, the crux of it is always “be kind.”

Austin and I would like to make clear our views on a few things. First, we believe marriage is not just spiritual communion, but also remembering to take out the trash and not eating the last piece of chicken. It’s equal parts give and take. We submit to each other on a daily basis with the art of compromise. No one is in charge of anyone else. Instead we are in charge of ourselves, constantly battling our desire to be selfish with the need to be selfless. Not only is it something God recommends, but it works.

When it comes to gay rights, I hope it is clear by now where I stand. If it is not, I’ll say this: Austin and I not only respect but celebrate all types of loving. Love always wins.

Finally, some words on abuse.

Every nine seconds a woman is abused. The abuse may be emotional, mental, verbal, physical, sexual, spiritual or economic, and it is never, ever okay. Abuse is often excused by the religious and non religious alike with claims that people can change or that the abuse is simply a symptom of a deeper problem. I don’t doubt either of these statements. Abuse is certainly a symptom of a deeper problem and I firmly believe anyone is capable of change. However, this should never be used as an excuse to stand by and do nothing. Pray if you wish, but pray at a distance. Be realistic. Find safe ground and safer support.

Domestic abuse can happen to anyone; men, women, children, teenagers. If you or someone you know is being abused, please seek help immediately. This is not something to take lightly. Abusers and victims, please know this is not the life God intended for you. At any given moment you have the power to say, “this is not how my story is going to end.”

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Q&A On Traditional Marriage With Zoe Dawn

On Tuesday I wrote a post on birds and voting. It was nothing special, mostly rambling about mallard ducks and excitement about election day, which is why it was so surprising when it turned out to be one of the most viewed and controversial posts on this blog to date.

The entry itself was not controversial, but the comment section quickly became heated when my sister-in-law Zoe made a comment expressing her belief that women should not vote. The response was swift and strong; confusion, questions, and (mostly) respectful disagreement. You can read the responses here.

Over the next 48 hours, questions poured into my email inbox and phone about Zoe, her lifestyle, and our relationship. Finally Zoe and I agreed that a question and answer post might be the best way to address the inquiries on her ideas about women and their role in marriage and politics. The following is a selection of your questions and her answers submitted by email or via the comment section.

As I said on Tuesday, Zoe is family and I love her. She is Austin’s sister but she is also my friend. We disagree on most things, and yet we’re still able to find common ground. I respect her and appreciate her honesty and willingness to share her thoughts today. It’s not often that we get insight into those who believe very differently from us. I consider it a learning experience, a field trip to another worldview, not grounds for anger or disrespect. I hope you do the same.

 

Thanks Kate for this opportunity!

Let me preface my responses by saying that if you are not a believer of the same God that I am, then this will be a really difficult concept to grasp. I’m also seeing that plenty of Christian women have trouble understanding me. To them I say this: seek the Lord’s will. Give yourself to Him and see what He has in store for you and your relationship with your husband. He will bless you beyond anything measurable if you trust and follow Him.

Also: I’m not trying to shove my religion and views down anyone’s throat. Believe what you want! I love and respect lots of people who believe differently than myself but you asked what I think so here goes!

1)    If you have a daughter and she marries a man who doesn’t share you belief system and decides for her and their family to live in direct contrast to what you think is right, do you just submit to her husband too because he is a man? Do you tell her to stand up for herself and the beliefs she was raised? Or do you tell her what you are advocating now – just listen and obey to whatever man is in charge?

I do have a daughter! And two sons as well.

If I truly believe her husband’s beliefs are harmful and against the Lord’s will, I will pray for them. I will also advise her to do as he requests unless he is asking her to do something she believes the Lord would say is wrong (murder, cheat, lie, etc). In that case, she can make an appeal to him and if that doesn’t work, she should seek counsel from church leaders.

 

2) What about you – can you ask your husband to not purchase a pair of shoes, refrain from wearing a certain shirt, work more, work less, etc.? And when you say women are weaker than men, do you mean that you (and all women) are not as smart as your husband and so that is why he should make all the decisions?

I can ask him to do things but I have to remind myself that he can decide to go against my wish. He needs to be his own man and make decisions he feels are wise. Besides, nobody can get everything they want in life. It’d be ridiculous for me to expect him to always listen to me. (For the record, I don’t always listen to him, either. I am human, after all.)

That being said, he does respect my wishes, too! He’s not a terrible, demanding man. Not at all. We discuss things and come to an agreement one way or another.

I do not think men are more intelligent than women. That was not my point at all. Often people will use the argument that women can lead just as well as men, perhaps even better. This may be true but God saying that women should not lead is not a statement about women being inferior or incapable. He is simply saying that it is not within our sphere of authority and nature to take leadership over men or to teach them.

The above statement is key in understanding this philosophy.

 

3) What is your reasoning behind men being created the stronger sex?

I’m not sure I really understand how you can possibly think men AREN’T the stronger sex. Generally speaking, they are larger and physically stronger. Typically they have deeper more authoritative voices than women. (I’m aware there are small men out there and I don’t think that makes them any less manly.)

 

4) Do your parents feel the same way as you? Was that the way you and Austin were raised? What does your mom say about this? Your siblings? Do you come from a conservative family? In essence: how was this belief system formed?  And if so, what made it “stick” with you, but not Austin?

 I will not speak for my parents or siblings. By all appearances, people probably thought my family very conservative. But really, they are rather not. That’s probably confusing but I’m not sure how else to say it. Besides, I don’t like these labels of “conservative” and “liberal”. Mostly those labels just conjure up too many judgments about the other person.

 How was my belief system formed? I suppose you could say it’s a culmination of watching the couples in my life that I admire, reading I’ve done on the subject, listening to my instincts, and choosing to follow the God that I do.

 I don’t know how to answer these questions comparing Austin and me. I mean, why do any siblings end up the same or different on any subject? We’ve had different life experiences that have brought us each to where we are today.

 

5) Back to voting, what about the women fighting all over the world for their rights? Women who are stoned to death, women who are persecuted, women who are fighting for their lives, their children, their rights—women who would literally die for the right to vote?

I think we can all agree that there are some men in this world who are not fit to lead. These men are abusing their power and not respecting the women. It is terrible and completely unjust. Honestly, I don’t have an answer to this question. I don’t know how to help them. I don’t know what to tell them to do other than to pray and respect their men as well as they can. Only the grace of God can remove or change these terrible men.

Let me say this. I’m not really against women’s rights as I think I came across as being. I shouldn’t have made some of the statements I did. You want to vote? Vote. (Though I still think men should lead and thus men should choose the leaders.) You want to work full-time? Go for it. (But in my opinion, it is a woman’s place to be in the home rearing and guarding the children and providing a safe haven for her husband.) You want to pastor a church? Then by all means do it. (Pretty sure you know where I stand on this.) I won’t stop you. I will not judge you. Just because it’s not for me doesn’t mean I can tell others not to do it. That’s between you, God, and your spouse.

 

6) I’m a Christian wife too, here’s my question: If your husband makes a decision that you believe in your heart is not in the best interest for you and your children (making an irrational financial purchase, not handling a relationship well, asking for things you do not want to do/give) … do you do it anyway? Has this happened in your current relationship?

I have a very good relationship with my husband. If he wants to do something I don’t agree with, I voice my concern. We are very respectful of one another. He’s never done any of these things you listed. I mean, I guess he’s done things I’d rather he didn’t do, but in the grand scheme of things–they were unimportant and I didn’t hold any grudges.

 But maybe you want to know what I’d do if he didn’t respect me? If it were an irrational financial purchase, first I’d make an appeal to him. I would state my thoughts on the subject. If he doesn’t agree with me and chooses to make that purchase, I’d do my best to save pennies in all other areas of my life and help pay for that purchase.

 Not handling a relationship well? I don’t know. Pray for him and the other person? I’d have to understand more of the situation to really answer this well.

 Ask me to do/give things I don’t want to give? As I stated before, unless they are against the laws of the Lord (lie, cheat, steal, etc.) then I have to do/give it. If it is against the Lord’s law, I would seek counsel from a trusted church authority who could help me understand the Bible better and see God’s will in the situation.

 

7) What about my brother who married a strong woman who is simply better at making the big decisions? He is the more emotional one in the relationship and she is more clear headed and does things like make financial decisions, pays bills, and just generally keeps the house together while also maintaining a full time job. He works as a mechanic part time and is happy to be a loving, supportive husband and father. He helps cooks meals, clean the house, change diapers, picks up the kids from school…I’m curious, does your husband do these things? Or would that make him “whipped” as you called it {on Tuesday}? Is my brother “whipped?” Is he less of a man? Is it not a Godly marriage in your eyes?

It’s not my job to judge whether he is less or more of a man or if their marriage is Godly. That’s between them and God.

Brad does help out around the house when he is home. However, he works long days pretty much every day so I don’t expect him to help me too much.

 

8) As a woman engaged to another woman, who in the world should I let make major decisions for me? Outsource my decisions to a male neighbor?

I don’t believe God intended for women to be with women and men to be with men. If He had, He would have designed them to fit together.
You are probably going to say that you were born desiring women or that women just understand you better or that you can’t help feeling this way. My response to that is: I was born to be jealous. I was born to gossip. I was born to dislike my body.  Sinning is human nature, people. That doesn’t make it right! If you were born gay then that’s something you will have to struggle with your entire life. It’s just the same as me struggling with gossip. I fail. I gossip. Let’s say you fail and you give in to your desire to be with a woman. Fine. We both sinned. But we always have to try to do better. Every day we need to wake up and say, “God, I need your help here” and then do our best to live better than we did in the past. 
 
The same goes for women who say it’s their nature to be dominant. Great! You’d make a wonderful leader! I’m a wonderful gossip, too! But God does not want me to be a queen of gossip and neither does he want you to overstep the boundaries he has so clearly laid out for women.
 
So to answer the original question: yeah, I suppose I do think you should let the men in your life make those decisions. 

9) In your comments under Tuesday’s post you said, “Somehow, I think the world would be a better place if we decided that we have enough and just lived life with what we’ve got instead of always pushing for more, whether that’s more money, more rights, or whatever.” My question: If women hadn’t “pushed for more” we wouldn’t have child support, the right for birth control, and the right to divorce our abusers. If we hadn’t pushed for rights, we might still be being beaten with the legalized “two inch rod.” What are the rights we shouldn’t be pushing for? What shouldn’t we have that men don’t?

I think what I was really trying to get at the other day is that we women need to adjust our attitudes. I do not appreciate the feminist attitude because it portrays the idea that women are “owed the world”.  We need to remove ourselves from this outlook. It’s not healthy for the relationship between men and women. Men do not owe us the world. I believe that we were created for men! We need to respect them rather than continually trying to push them aside and rise above them.  In turn, I’m pretty sure they will love and respect us more. It’s wired in their very being to lead. Let’s not take that away from them.

I think the feminist movement portrays men as being incapable of making decisions. By saying, “I need to vote!” we are essentially telling our husbands that we don’t trust their judgment or that their vote isn’t enough. There are a lot of wonderful men out there who have been trodden by their wives because the wives didn’t trust them.

Also take this into consideration: We wouldn’t even have women’s rights if it weren’t for strong male leaders. I’m pretty sure there weren’t women in congress voting to pass these laws. We owe it to the men that we have the rights we do. We need to be thankful for what they’ve done for us. And then we need to trust that they can also do more, for other areas of the world and for us here if needed.

We need to practice contentment. Instead of pushing to be equal to men, let’s appreciate our differences. There’s no use in trying to be like the men. We can’t be! We don’t look like them, think like them, or act like them.

As for these rights you are asking about, I think they are all necessary. As I stated above, I’m not against these rights. I do think, however, that we often abuse these rights. Child support is a sticky issue. I don’t know much about it but I’m sure there are those out there that truly do need and deserve it.

I don’t understand why birth control is a right. Just don’t have sex. It’s not the government’s responsibility to keep us from getting pregnant. If you want birth control because your husband wants another child and you don’t, then I think that’s dishonoring your husband. Is there something about birth control that I do not understand?

I think removing yourself from an abusive situation is fine (necessary) as long as the abused spouse has done everything in their power to reconcile the marriage in a biblical way. I realize this is a fallen world. There are men/people out there who will never see the Light and make terrible leaders. I also think, that if given the respect they crave, a lot of these abusing husbands could turn around and make a major change. God can work miracles! Let’s let him help us find the way.

 

10) Did you have the same dynamic while you were dating? Does your husband agree with your beliefs?

 Yes, we had this same dynamic while we were dating. And yes, Brad agrees with me on these things. I asked him to read my responses to these questions. He okayed everything and said it’s fine to publish this.

 

11) What about men who are abusive and controlling with their spouses? Should those women also submit to their husbands, regardless of whether his demands are reasonable or safe? At what point does a woman have a right to stand up for herself and her family? Living in the deep south, I work with victims daily — many of whom were raised with the mentality to “submit fully to your husband.” As a result, they are now walking in a straight line towards death, exposing their children to horrible acts of violence, and often, reluctant to leave because they are following the “word of the Lord” in submitting. I am glad that you seem to have a healthy marriage, however this mentality is beyond frightening as I’ve seen the hell it brings to families, children and communities. I actually consider it a disservice to victims when I read public statements like this. Even if the majority of your peers don’t have this issue, can you see how dangerous it is to promote this line of thought? Considering 1 in 4 women are abused at some point in their lives (yes, in the United States) your words have been read (and will continue to be read) by countless victims. Many of whom might be trying to figure out whether to stay or go. Hearing that their submission isn’t “working” often shames them and convinces them to stay. To death. I pray for peace in your home and that of friends. However, I fear the backlash this type of “theology” creates.

Do you think I WANT women to be beaten and abused? Do you think me a heartless, wealthy snob? I’m sure many of you do. But that is not who I am. This is not dangerous theology I am promoting. By all means, a woman should be able to remove herself from these awful situations. It’s sad that there are ladies in the world that do not have the ability to do so. It’s an unjust world we live in. There will never be complete peace and for that I am sad. But that doesn’t mean there can’t be glory given to God in these situations.

Like I said before, if the woman has done everything in her power (honoring her husband and fulfilling her wifely duty) and the husband still abuses, then it is not her fault and yes, she should be able to escape.

By working with these abused women, you are doing an admirable service. I hope that the love of Jesus Christ shines in your ministry. Perhaps I could recommend this book to you and the women you counsel: Created to be His Help Meet by Debi Pearl. Of course it will not solve all of the world’s abuse issues but in it Debi shares some of the many, many stories she has received from people in these exact situations you speak of. Joyful stores about wives living in terrible situations but through it all honoring their husbands and in turn their husbands learn to love them and treat them well. It’s a work of God. Only He knows each and every situation’s every detail and can work to bring glory through the suffering.

I think this book is very clear on what the Bible says about a woman’s role in her relationship with her husband. Debi gives many examples of all kinds of situations in which we should go against our controlling human nature and honor our husbands.

(You may say: This is a woman writing this book! She is teaching! That’s against your beliefs! No it’s not. She is simply an experienced woman counseling other women. She is not telling men what to do. Her husband wrote a book for them if anyone is interested.)

I do not mean any disrespect to these women who are faced with terrible difficulties day after day. It is not right that some women experience abuse. I realize I am blessed. Very, very blessed. I do not take my relationship with my husband and my life for granted. We are extremely grateful for everything we have.

 

12) My interpretation is that you are not interested in politics or the bigger picture. They aren’t your passions, goals, drives. (For the most part, they’re not mine, either.) You’re not into scholarly thoughts or Biblical exegeses. Your needs and interests are met; you are fulfilled. This is wonderful! But to blanket beliefs (about the different genders and how they should behave) over all of humanity is rather limiting. There is much room for diversity in God’s big, fabulous world. Many women/men have other interests and passions, many of which aren’t exactly stereotypical. (And the Bible challenges a lot of what you preach—such as the stories of women who are leaders and business-savvy entrepreneurs.)

You are right, I DETEST politics. I cannot believe I even commented about this in the first place.

But I AM interested in the bigger picture; a bigger picture of mutual respect between men, women, and God. Why else would I be writing these things?

Does the Bible really challenge what I preach? I could list plenty of verses that state women should play the supporting role to their husbands. If someone wants me to, I will.

I’d like to know what female leaders and entrepreneurs you speak of. I can’t think of any women that did it alone and were an honor to the Lord. All I can think of is women that supported their husbands in these roles.

 

13) Does your parents’ marriage reflect your own conservative take on marriage? What is your take on your parents’ marriage and the way they raised you? Who in your life has a model marriage?

I’d call my parents conservative in their marriage but you know, we’ve never really discussed it so maybe they feel differently. They’ve always been a wonderful example for us kids; always loving, patient, and seeking the Lord’s will. I admire a lot about my parents and love them dearly.

There are a lot of marriages I admire: grandparents (Brad’s and mine), parents (again, both Brad’s and mine), as well as other family and friends.

 

14) Does your brother Austin (Baby Daddy!) share these views? I’ve been reading Motley Mama for a year now and this seems like a stretch from Kate and Austin’s marriage. How did you come from the same family?

I said it before – I don’t want to speak for other members of my family. They can weigh in if they want to share their thoughts.

How did we come from the same family? I have no idea :)

 

15) Would you have married someone who felt strongly about equal rights?

I can’t imagine marrying anyone other than Brad! I think it’s safe to say that I wouldn’t have been attracted to a person that believes things that are in stark contrast to my beliefs so I guess the answer is no, I wouldn’t have married that man.

I need to say this here: Brad is not against women’s rights. He doesn’t think women should be shoved under the rug. He hates the abuse and neglect in the world just as much as the next person. There is a time and place for all of these rights. We both agree, though, that there’s a fine line between using and abusing these rights.

 

16) How do you respond to this article challenging the traditional beliefs of scripture?

“After the fall the Lord said the woman would desire the man and the man would rule over her (Gen. 3:16). The word ‘desire’ in this passage has the connotation of ‘control.’”

 What does desire have to do with control? They are two totally different words. I would classify this as blasphemy, changing the scriptures to mean what you want them to mean, not what God intended them to mean.

 

17) If you love to read, but your husband says it is filling your head with nonsense and told you to stop, what is the appropriate reaction?

Stop reading. Reading is not essential to living life. Is it fun and interesting? Of course. But not essential.

 

18) Has this conservative mindset trickled down to your children and your parenting style?

Of course our beliefs will be instilled in our children! Why on earth would we raise them in ways that we don’t see as right? Who would do that? They are too young yet to understand any of this but as they grow and question things, we will respond with openness how we feel about all different subjects. They can then form their own opinions. That’s what growing and maturing is all about, right?

By saying “parenting style” is it safe to assume you are wondering whether or not we spank? We do and we’re not afraid to admit it. We do not beat our children. In fact, we don’t even spank very often but it does happen. We think it is a very effective form of discipline as long as it’s done in love.

 

19) Do you wear a covering? Why or why not? 

I do not wear a covering. Brad doesn’t want me to. He does, however, want me to have long hair.


20) Does your husband vote?

Yes.

 

Ladies, we are never going to agree on all of this. That’s just how the world works. It’s what makes life interesting. I do believe that God is a loving and gracious God and will accept many different walks of life into His Kingdom.  But I wanted to clear the air on my opinions, as I don’t want to go down in history as being an uneducated, heartless snob or a browbeaten, brainwashed wife.

Thank you so much for listening!

 

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Marrying A Student

When I first met Austin he was a graphic designer. He was working the night shift at a big company creating ads for a coupon book. It was not glamorous but it paid the bills and he was satisfied. A year later we both changed jobs and ended up working for the same non profit. I was in the executive suite and he was their sole graphic designer. It was a pretty good gig; full creative control and paid classes to improve web design.

Soon after our job change we got engaged. I was happy, he was happy. We looked at houses and made a half-hearted attempt at planning for the future. Mostly I just wanted to stop hiding the fact that we were basically living together and bunk up already. My head was not in the next 30 years but in the coming May.

Then things changed.

Early that spring something started to grow in Austin’s brain, kind of like a tumor. A little tumor that said, “I can’t do graphic design for the next 30 years.” It was weird. Finally he confessed it one rainy afternoon in April, a month before our nuptials. Basically he said, “Would you mind if I was a doctor?”

My first guttural reaction was an overwhelming YES PLEASE. My mind flashed to a big house, a big yard, and being able to stay at home with our kids. Financial security? I’ll take it.

Ten minutes later, after a conversation about the logistics of actually becoming a doctor, I wasn’t so sure. 20 minutes later I was trying my hardest to find a different route. What about a physician’s assistant? A nurse practitioner? What if you just worked at the hospital, like a receptionist? What if you just stayed a graphic designer and volunteered in a clinic on the side?

I was desperate because I realized if he went to medical school, our life as we knew it was over. It would mean quitting our jobs, moving to Virginia, finishing prerequisites, studying for the MCAT, paying for the MCAT, applications, application fees, moving, moving again, interviews, more interviews, waiting, rejection, not buying a house, not having money, not having freedom, moving again, moving away from our friends, going further into debt, and renting for the next decade. It would mean our cozy little life in the city was coming to an end.

And so it did. Three years later and here I sit with a 1 year old in the middle of a sleepy town while my husband studies all day, every day about intestines and flesh eating bacteria.

It’s not so bad, mostly it’s just different. Instead of 9-5, it’s as soon as he can wake up until he’s too tired to study anymore. Instead of TGIF! it’s “How much can I expect to see you this weekend?” Instead of, “Honey, I wonder if you’re dilated!” it’s “Can you please lie down? I need to practice feeling the inside of a vagina.”

Just last night I was complaining about a weirdo ingrown hair on my leg and it wasn’t a minute later before I was half passed out while he operated on me with a dull knife. LEAVE ME ALONE.

It’s a long road, one that many of us are on being married to a student. With the decrease in jobs and an increase in 20 somethings with nothing to do, graduate students are becoming as common as mason jars at weddings. They’re everywhere.

Being married to a student means sacrifice. It means waiting. It means patience when they’re still not home at 10 and understanding when they need to leave a party early to study. It means not freaking out when the bank account reaches absolute zero or when they forget to plan something for your anniversary because it’s test week. For us, it means 3 more years of school and then 3-6 more years of residency. It means living on loans and government help and not buying that dress at Target. It means a lot of time alone.

It also means sucking it up and realizing a lot of people are married to other people with hard jobs. Farmers work long hours, business owners work long hours, investment dealers work long hours (probably?), lots of people work long hours, odd hours, and hard hours. You know the mantra, we all have our crosses to bear. I don’t need to tell you.

Truthfully, most of the time I keep my mouth shut about Austin being in med school. Otherwise I run the risk of hearing, “Doctor? You guys will be rolling in it someday.” Which always prompts an unnecessary conversation where I overexplain our current debt situation and how we probably won’t have any sort of money until we’re in our mid forties. More importantly, anyone in medical school (or any grad school) knows that if you’re doing it for the money, you’ll never make it. The energy spent to dollars made ratio just isn’t worth it.

What about you? Did you marry a student? Are a student? Does your lover work long hours or weird hours or come home in the middle of the night smelling like another person’s blood? (This hasn’t actually ever happened). How do you make it work?

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