Passing thought

Alex reminded me the other day, how he was surprised when I told him (this was during our early dating stage) that I wanted us to go through something very difficult because we know how to overcome things together and make our relationship stronger--perhaps going through a desert or missions together. 

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHA.

Obnoxious laugh, but truly.  WHAT A FUNNY PERSON I WAS.

The past three years was an indescribably hot crucible that refined us and burned off the ugly dross to make the relationship between us and GOD stronger.  I felt as though God really took my words into serious consideration and thought it was an opportune time to drop in hardship to know Him and rely on Him more.

God has a sense of humor.
Just like the time I was bawling that my dad was underestimating my career abilities by suggesting me to become an optometrist instead of a medical doctor.
Just like the time I haughtily said that Korean men were no good and that I'd marry someone Chinese or Taiwanese.
Just like the time I made a promise to myself that I never wanted to marry someone in the same health field as me, but someone who can contribute to the marriage with something I did not know like financial savviness or engineering abilities.

I must be careful of what I say.  I keep saying I want a daughter, I should start saying I want a son.