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That moment when you meet a new friend online and your Mom’s like, “Be careful with strangers on the internet!”
Like, Mom - Mother, Mommy, Mama, Ma - I married a stranger from the internet. You love your daughter-in-law @piscesdevil who began as a stranger to me on Tumblr.
Hi, kids - I’m Dakota and I married an internet stranger.
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Life Updates
Just a short post to kind of vent about a few different things.
My grandfather passed away a little over a week ago, so that has been weighing heavily on my mind. Sarah and I made the two-hour drive (with our pets) for the visitation and funeral, staying two nights with my parents. At least our pug was happy to see us. He still lives with the parentals since we can only have two pets at our current apartment, which are the squirrel and cat. The whole mess was a sad affair that I tried to zone out of for the most part. I shut down. I focused on getting people things and helping out and just doing what I could to make it easier on my mom - and, by proxy, my grandmother and older sister. Sarah was such a huge help, both in comforting me and helping my family. Seriously, I am so lucky to have her in my life. She went above and beyond the call of duty.
Mourning aside, I’m feeling very overwhelmed by school and work. I’m behind on hours, which is going to be a bitch to catch up on. It doesn’t help that my boss is an avid Trump supporter and basically a rape apologist. I had a paper that I procrastinated on, which got thrown sloppily together late last night so I could turn it in this morning. Class registration for next semester is next week. I have another paper due Friday night. We’re going to Cincinnati to see Sarah’s family on Saturday for a day trip. I just hope Sunday’s a rest day, and that I keep my sanity until then.
And, I’m just sad. Sad because my grandfather died. Sad because other lesbian couples we know have a baby/are pregnant. I want to expand our family, and logically I know that right now we can’t afford it but God do I want to. I want to carry a baby that has Sarah’s eyes and her quirky smile. I want to give her the family she deserves. I just want us to have a child together. I jokingly say I’m “baby hungry”, but it hurts to see other couples going forward with their families while we have to wait. That’s whining on my part.
This was not as short as I intended...
I don’t understand how I got lucky enough to be married to my wife. She has no idea how beautiful she is, inside and out. How intelligent, diligent, and loyal she is. How sweet, kind, and caring she is. The sheer amount of love she possesses leaves me breathless. I think she feels I’m exaggerating when I say I dreamed about her for four years before we met. Before I knew her face or her voice or the depths of her soul. I knew her. A part of me has always known her. Connected with her. She has always had the missing half of my soul, and all those hollow years before she came into my life now make sense.
Sarah, against all rhyme or reason, married me. Chose me. Against the wishes of her family, knowing there was a possibility they would never speak to her again. Knowing they would never come to our wedding or give her equal treatment to her siblings. God, she sacrificed so much for me. She continues to sacrifice so much for me. She is such an extraordinary woman and I don’t know how to convey the emotions I have for her. I don’t think there are enough words in the English language.
If you want to follow my amazing wife, her blog is @piscesdevil
My wife agrees that I'm the grumpy college student who waddles into class in my pajamas, coffee mug in hand with a look that says I'd rather kill someone than be there.
Pictures of my fur babies, as requested by my wife @piscesdevil
Ignore the fact that I am holding the pug, I couldn’t find one of him alone on short notice. Also note: the flying squirrel was half-grown in that picture, he’s a full adult now at 3 ounces.
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Once upon a morning, brisk and blustery, a child ran down to play at the water's edge. Mother saw from up the hill, in her bedroom cold and chill. A shout arose, fast becoming shrill, palms beating the window panes. Unable to hear, content to play, the lad could not see that a couple of yards from the shore, the ground gave way and the current flew swifter still. Mother ran outside, her son to protect. But alas, Johnny-boy was ne'er seen again- except on brisk mornings when laughter rang about.
SARAH
I CAN’T TELL IF THIS IS CUTE OR WHAT
But thank you heheh what is this from?Â
