And sometimes I think we equate easiness with happiness. Jack is right about the demographics. What am I getting myself into. Never marry someone with the goal of a post-marriage conversion. She will not marry you until you convert to mormonism whole cloth.
Think about what you want in a relationship. Obviously don't make any commitments further in the relationship because you do not want to be married into an insane orthodox LDS family because it will cause alot of troubles. Mormon decried it was all a lie, an anti mormon lie. You will only have a happy relationship if either you both believe in the Mormon Church, or both do not believe. We attempted to date back when I was in undergrad and he was in med school, and it went nowhere -- mostly because I was young, immature, self-centered and your typical spazzy college kid at that point. When she goes on a mission, she will go through the temple which means she will be wearing garments. Having to be on your own on holidays is really difficult, and no one understands that "isn't your husband here. I thought about those deeply spiritual moments I had had in life and how special they were to me. And that my friend, is just a hint of the extent of the brain wash that Mormons experience.
These girls are nervous around non-Mormons. Dating in your teenage years will help you learn the kinds of things you value in another person. What a miserable state. I can only hope that my ex realizes and learns from the mistake he made in letting me go.
About eight years ago, I dated a Radiology resident and I vaguely remember it being intense, but this rises to a whole new level. I think you are all lucky to have such successful husbands, and I think in any marriage it is important to keep your own identity especially when you have children. Honestly, unless you want to convert and: And, if she does claim those things don't matter, be prepared to find out how much they really do after you've married her. If she can't put you before her religion then you need to walk away. Everything about the loneliness and bourdon of raising the kids solo resonates. And also I thought it was weird she wore some kind of pants that come to her knees under her other pants, but I never asked about that. As a budding feminist, I left the church in my teens.