If I die before I wake...

For the record, "Baby Blues" has been my favorite comic strip for the past five years or so, (coincidentally enough, that's how old my eldest daughter is...), and not just because I look and act like Wanda and my husband looks and acts like Darryl, but because I find that there is a comic strip for virtually every marital and parental situation that exists. 

For instance, my husband and I were talking one night and the topic of spousal death came up (despite how morbid the topic can be, we were actually having a great conversation).  We decided not only what the funeral arrangements would be, but also how the surviving spouse would deal with widow/widower status. The discussion further led to the topic of remarriage and what type of step-parent we wanted for our girls, which of course led to the topic of what we would do-over in the dating department (should the situation ever present itself).

We came to the conclusion that having a spouse die and the subsequent grieving, singleness, dating, remarriage, and family-blending that follows takes so much effort that we'd much rather be lazy just go through life together knowing that we're better off together than ever apart, and just pray that we never have to experience widow/widower-ness until we're closer to 100 instead of 30 years old.  So here's to hoping for a long life with my husband!