This blog entry is going to be completely dedicated to my wonderful crazy husband Jason. Jason’s crazy behavior is the reason I created this blog in the first place. Hence, the domain name of myhusbandiscrazy.
I have been married to this wonderful and handsome guy for three and a half years now. We have one child together and three children from both of our previous marriages. This is the second time around for both of us. We shockingly eloped on September 5, 2007 just twelve days after we had met. Jason proposed to me on our second date and I said yes.
What The Heck Was He Thinking?
Jason proposed before he even really considered what taking on a boy and girl (ages 4 and 6) would mean to a bachelor of 10 years. He too had a daughter who was 13. Neither of us were full time parents. I share my children 50% of the time with their father and he shares his daughter more on an 70%/30% due to schooling. Through a lot of work and dedication we are finally seeing results on rules, boundaries, responsibilities and better manners! Now that is progress in my book. I know a lot of teenagers who haven’t learned this or choose to ignore them and we are not having that with our kids.
Jason also proposed to me at a time when he was losing his mother to lung cancer. She passed away just before we were married. Luckily enough we were both there with her when she left. I explained to him that one strong woman (his mother) was suddenly being taken from him and another one (me) is now being put in front of him. I think this really brought comfort to him because he sees a lot of his mother’s qualities in me.
Here we are 3 and a half years later, very happy with our lives and have a brand new baby and I end up being diagnosed with breast cancer in February 2011. Since the diagnosis I have had four major surgeries. Jason has been my hero through it all. I am sure that some days most recently have been unbelievably shocking and frightening to him. He holds it together pretty well. He doesn’t dwell on the cancer. He has been completely supportive of the fact that I would rather sport a bald head than wear a hat or a wig. He doesn’t care and neither do I. I remember the night I was told that I had to go through chemo. He took me to a comedy show. He always tries to make me laugh and he generally is always successful. Laughter is the best medicine.
I am so glad that I said “yes” to Jason withouth even thinking it all out. Had I thought it all out, I might have missed something great.