Today is my wife and I’s 40th anniversary(damn that went fast). I writing this sitting in the office alone because she’s at her church, just like every Sunday, while I’m listening to black metal radio on Spotify.
This is one of many ways that Becky and I are polar opposites. If I tried to list them all here, it would take hours of single-digit typing by myself, plus I know that I’d forget to list them all.
But somehow, we’ve managed to raise 2 healthy “normal” children that are married with families of their own, including 4 grandkids aged 14 to 3 years old.
When my wife decided to become a christian, we fought about religion on a daily basis. She kept telling me that I was going to end up in hell if I didn’t worship Jesus, that we wouldn’t be together in heaven for all of eternity, the usual bullshit.
I told her that if she wanted to raise both of our kids as christians, go right ahead, but I’m not going to part of it, ever. She kept trying to “convert” me for decades afterwards, but I always said no, so as the years went by, she basically quit doing it.
This is because our kids were getting older, and then they started trying to convince me to at least give it a try. I even went to their church to “talk” to their pastor about my beliefs, or lack of beliefs. It was of course a complete waste of time. When he realized that I wasn’t going to cave to family pressure or his, he asked if he could pray for me, right then and there. I got up and left before he even had a chance to start.
The only times I’ve been to their church has been for both of our kids weddings and my mother-in-law’s memorial service. Both of our kids met their spouses at the church, which of course means that they’re all devout believers, along with our grandkids. This means that I’m literally the “black sheep” of the family.
My wife and kids have finally realized that I’m not a believer, and never will be until I see some proof, which of course they can’t provide.
Becky and I still have our disagreements about the usual stuff after being together for so long, but as long as she respects my lack of belief, I won’t disrespect her’s. It’s taken a long time, but we’ve realized that we make each other happy in ways no one else could. She’s willing to put up with a 63 year old tattooed metal head as long as I’m willing to put up with a 59 year old mother of 2 and grandmother of 4 who always has a positive outlook on life.
Apparently, opposites do attract.
A statistical anomaly, in more ways than one, Happy 40th!
You two have smacked the odds in the face, full hand. Glad you fit.
Happy forty, Mr.Mac! May each new year be better than the last!
Happy anniversary to you two; wishing many more days ahead.
And you’ve far more patience than I would in the swirling mass of religiosity described. Kudos. 
40 years is very impressive in modern times my own parents on like 50 years so far.
I dated Christian women before was fine or Catholic overall never really had any issues with religious women overall dating.
Happy 40th, bully for you two! It must certainly be contentious at times, but it’s an example for others that you can make things work.
Congrats on being married for 40 years. I don’t know how you put up with it that long. I’m glad my marriage is over. I don’t have to deal with the religious hypocrisy from my ex wife and her dumb ass sister anymore.
Thanks for the responses, you know the old adage, religion and politics. The subject doesn’t come up unless they start it.
As long as I get to go to my church( a metal concert) 3 or 4 times a year, I can deal with it.
Congratulations on your 40 years of marriage. How you managed to endure it for that long baffles me. Having ended my marriage, I’m happy. My ex-wife and her idiot sister’s religious hypocrisy is no longer something I have to put up with.
Welcome and good for you. Life can be difficult enough, without putting up with that nonsense day in and day out.
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lol sounds similar to what I posted. Being married to a religtard is extremely challenging.
You evidently love her, and she evidently loves you. Fucking roll with it, brother.
Would it be as bad for you if she had different ideas in another area? Do you like purple? I like purple. My girlfriend is more of an orange girl. This is why we aren’t allowed to paint things on our own. We do have a purple and orange bathroom. You don’t want to be sitting in that with a hangover. That is when we realised “No”. Just “no”.
She also used to teach RE (Religious Education) in school. She believes that teaching religion teaches critical thinking.
For instance: -
“The Bible is the literal word of God”.
Is it? So Jesus is literally a lamb, yes?
“Uhhhh… No.”
So At least some of this book is metaphorical?
“Uhhh… Yeah.”
But “The Literal Words Of God?”
“Some of it might be… the Metaphorical Word Of God?”
Bingo.