I was asked a question last night…
“How did you survive it all? The rough time in you marriage and stay married..”
It wasn’t a judging me question.
Or a nosey question.
It was a “hey I need some advice and I know you’ve been down some pretty rough roads in your marriage” question.
As I listened to her story, I realized it was very similar to mine.
Not the exact same plot.
No cheating or whores.
But lots of stress, lack of communication and anger…don’t all marriage stories have a similar chapter?
Hers even began, eerily like mine…
Two Years ago…
I listened to her story, and found myself nodding my head as it unfolded.
Life you see, takes us all down certain roads, roads that often end in cross roads.
Did you know crossroads often have demons waiting there?
“Crossroads demons are entities that make formal agreements or bargains with humans, granting any wish in exchange for claiming their life and soul at a fixed point in the future. Deals made with humans are sealed with a kiss, and contracts are written invisibly on the skin of the person. They tend to have red eyes.” -Supernatural-
They also sometimes dress as Can Can whores and live in Valdez…just in case you ever travel to Alaska.
Either way crossroads in life are scary and dark places.
Chose the road to the left and the roads get rough and it’s storming but after trudging through the mud and the muck, you might find a rainbow.
Make a deal with the demon? The one standing in front of the sunshine and butterfly filled road? You are promised nothing but fun and good times 🙂 and it is…so much FUN…that you almost don’t notice as the air gets thicker, hotter and smells of sulfur…by the time you step out of the ‘fun fog’ you are in Hell.
My point being, you can’t be afraid to go through rough patches in life or marriage.
Without the bad, we don’t appreciate the good as much.
Cloudy days make you stop and notice the sun on your face.
One of my favorite scenes in a movie?
The grandma in Parenthood explaining life to Gil…
“[Gil has been complaining about his complicated life; Grandma wanders into the room]
Grandma: You know, when I was nineteen, Grandpa took me on a roller coaster.
Grandma: Up, down, up, down. Oh, what a ride!
Gil: What a great story.
Grandma: I always wanted to go again. You know, it was just so interesting to me that a ride could make me so frightened, so scared, so sick, so excited, and so thrilled all together! Some didn’t like it. They went on the merry-go-round. That just goes around. Nothing. I like the roller coaster. You get more out of it.”
Life isn’t about avoiding anything scary.
It isn’t about choices made when times are good.
It isn’t about always taking the safe well lit path.
I would rather ride the roller coaster 🙂
And see the rainbow after the rain.
And that’s how you survive my sweet friend, in life and marriage.
With the knowledge that not storms or bad times last forever.
“All you folks think you own my life
But you never made any sacrifice
Demons they are on my trail
I’m standing at the crossroads of the hell
I look to the left I look to the right
There’re hands that grab me on every side
All you folks think I got my price
At which I’ll sell all that is mine
You think money rules when all else fails
Go sell your soul and keep your shell
I’m trying to protect what I keep inside
All the reasons why I live my life
Some say the devil be a mystical thing
I say the devil he a walking man
He a fool he a liar conjurer and a thief
He try to tell you what you want
Try to tell you what you need
Standing at the point
The road it cross you down
What is at your back
Which way do you turn
Who will come to find you first
Your devils or your gods
All you folks think you run my life
Say I should be willing to comprimise
I say all you demons go back to hell
I’ll save my soul save myself