(Reblogged from Nov 2010)
My Ex believed/believes profoundly in the power of prayer.
Me: Back when I proposed, didn’t you pray to Heavenly Father for direction on whether or not you should marry me?
Me: Did He tell you that you were OK to go ahead?
Me: Since God is all-knowing, don’t you think he knew I was gay?
Me: He probably even knew I’d lose faith in Him one day too, right?
Me: So God knew but neither you nor I had a clue. But He said to go ahead and get married to me anyway?
Me: So why isn’t God the one you are pissed off at?
Her: I’ve received a spiritual witness that there’s another spirit waiting to come into our family and that it’s a boy. A brother for [oldest son].
Me: I don’t believe that anymore.
Her: But I’ve prayed about it and I believe we should have another child.
Me: I’m not sure that’s a great idea considering the last 18 months…
[cut to Me making the last big concession in our marriage. The end of an 11 year run of not having the balls to say no and stick with it]
[She gets pregnant]
[I have vasectomy]
[She has a baby girl]
[We get divorced and I never had sex with a woman again]
[Child #4 is of course a gift and I couldn’t imagine life without her..but she’s clearly not a boy]
In the name of Cheese and Rice, Amen