The worst day of my life I can't even begin to describe what has happened to me in the last few months.

I don't know that I want to. This will be the first time since it happened that I've talked about it by choice.

Its been a comedy of errors and a great tragedy all tied up in one.

My marriage. Well wasn't that a joke. I'm surprised I survived the day.

It all started out with an announcement from my fiance's brother at the wedding breakfast. He and his current wife were going to try and have children. All they needed was help raising money for an operation to reverse a previous operation he had had when he thought he was done having kids. (who by the way, due to his crazy ex-wife were in foster care).

I was shocked but the rest of the family weren't surprised in the least.

Personally I can't believe that he could just leave his old family behind and act like they don't matter anymore. If my kids were in foster care I would do everything possible to get them out. I would sacrifice anything and everything.

Anyway, after this horrible announcement my fiance and I were supposed to eat breakfast. I managed to choke down a slice of dry toast without throwing it up.

My fiance didn't seem to understand why I was having such a problem with things.

This is where I started thinking that maybe my fiance and I might not be as made for each other as I had thought.

After the breakfast we went to the church to look at the cultural hall which had been decorated by my fiance and her mom and various other family members.

This was my first time seeing it, and I was excited to see the creative talents of my fiance.

At one end of the hall was a silk covered altar. That sort of threw me for a loop, but I thought I knew my fiance well enough to trust her on this one.

I turned to her and said "Honey, what's that?" pointing to the altar.

She said, "thats the altar for the ring ceremony"

"Ring ceremony?"

"Yeah, for those relatives that aren't a member of the church."

"Really? you have relatives that aren't members?" I asked.

"Well no, but it seemed like a nice idea" she replied.

"OK" I said, a little confused,"If you think it's necessary.

She then went on to explain that we would kneel at the altar and exchange rings.

I really didn't feel like that was a good idea. It seemed a little sacreligeous as well as unecessary! But again, chose to keep my mouth shut.

After looking over the cultural hall everyone else seemed to have things to do to get ready for the reception later that evening. My fiance pulled me into the relief society room and sat me down on a metal folding chair.

She had such a sad look on her face that I had to ask "What's wrong?"

She then proceeded to tell me about her previous marriage.

"Of course it wasn't in the temple like ours will be"

I about had a heart attack! We were supposed to be married in 3 short hours and she was just telling me about this now?

"What are you talking about? You were married before? You are telling me this now?"

"I tried to tell you before, but couldn't think of the right words. Mom said I had to tell you before we were married, or she would."

I sort of sat there stunned for a few minutes. She had been married before?

"Were there any children?"

"Yes, but they are living with their Dad right now. I only have them during the summers. I was hoping that we could move near them so I could see them more often."

"What? You are telling me about your previous marriage, your kids, and now your desire to move somewhere else? What else have you been hiding?"

She looked a little shocked and then said "Well, I hadn't thought about it like that."

"Didn't you think this might affect me? I'm going to have to find a new job and also support - how many kids? - during the summer?"

"There are only 3 and, well, not just during the summer. I have to send child support checks every month. Most of the time it's really hard for me to come up with the money. That's why I moved back in with my Mom and Dad. And then I lost my job. Things were horrible until I met you. You have a really great steady job and make a lot of money. I thought all my worries were over when you asked me to marry you"

"Do you even love me? Or do you just want my money?"

"Well ... I have a real affection for you. I'm sure it will grow into love - after a little time."


That was all I needed to hear."This marriage is not happening. Do you want to announce it or shall I?"

She looked a little shocked, and we argued for a while before she realized I was dead serious.

We ended up announcing it together and her mom volunteered to stand outside the temple and explain it to everyone as they showed up.

My parents were really disappointed. They had plans to turn my room into an exercise room.

I'm still getting over my shock and disappointment. I've seen her a few times at institute activities, but I just ignore her and stay far away.

I've moved out of my parents house and now live in an apartment with a great roommate named Jackson.  ¶ 7:33 PM 1 comments