The Grass Is Always Greener at the Other side

I visited a friend over the weekend, and she really had alot to talk about. She complained bitterly about her relationship with the guy she intends to marry. Let's call her Mary. Mary is scared that she could be making the wrong choice. She loves Mark, her fiance, but feels the problems they have in their relationship are overwhelming. Mary said she wished her relationship could be like mine.
She was like, 'You guys have respect for each other. You never fight, at least not in public. It's obvious that he adores you. He doesn't hassle you for sex, he is willing to wait. He will do anything for you. I wish Mark and I were like you guys. Sometimes, I think I love him more than he loves me.'

This revelation was a shocker to me. She always struck me as someone who had a solid relationship with her man. They have been dating since they were in school, but what she said got me thinking. Is my relationship really perfect? Yes, Boo loves me and all that, he is a real catch too and I feel blessed to have him, but we certainly gat major issues.

I have thought about quitting many times before. I have come to terms with the fact that we will not always see eye to eye about everything. We compliment each other though. I am the 'firebrand' and Boo is more laid back, not taking things too seriously. When we have a fight, he is quick to forgive no matter who the offender is. I like to make trouble, especially if I know I'm right. But our biggest issue is not that we disagree alot. It's his family. His mom just doesn't like me. His sisters too seem not to like me, and he has six of them! He is the only boy and the last child, so he is seriously doted on. How he turned out not to be a spoiled brat is still a mystery to me. Nobody knows that I sometimes seriously consider leaving him because of his Mom. The woman na real terrorist. She is a 'society' woman, very light skinned and pretty. I'm dark skinned so she doesn't think I'm pretty enough for her son. I just tire sometimes. I don't know who she thinks she is. I don't want to have any wahala with his family. Only his dad seems to genuinely like me...Most times I don't give a hoot what they think. Thank God Boo always stands up for me and tells them to butt out, but....I wish things were different. Can't really go into all the details.

Just thinking about the whole thing pisses me off. So when people tell me they want to be like me, I shake my head and tell them if they only knew. I guess that's life. You can't have it all. God puts some stumbling blocks on our way, so we'll always have a reason to come back to him.

Yeah, I know, not a very interesting topic. But this has been on my mind, so, there.

I'm out.