Being a Supportive, Understanding Partner

It can be a very challenging thing to do. When my husband is upset, I'm usually clueless about what to say to comfort him. He opens up so rarely, it's almost uncharted territory. And just as quickly as he opens up, he closes again. And there I am, feeling like a very inadequate wife.

I find myself closing up more in response. That's another huge challenge. I deeply miss the beautiful young women I used to live with. We could open our hearts to one another and receive perfect empathy. Now all I get in response is jokes and teasing. Not super encouraging. I have to remind myself that Devon's good humor is one of the things I love so much about him. Some days that reminder doesn't always work though. Then I just feel lonely and misunderstood. I'm working on it. Right now I just want to bury my emotions in chocolate and Taco Bell. Ugh.

Missionary return

Last night I mentioned to Devon that if we hadn't gotten married, I may have gone on a mission. In response he says, "I probably would have married Alison Brie and I'd be best friends with Donald Glover. I would know so many famous people."

Sucker.