(Before It's News)
Waking up to the sudden realization that my safe, comfortable world as I have always known it to be was not the result of watching any “end of the world” movies or documentaries, or from reading something about it or from a friend convincing me. I feel it was a gift, a freebie wake-up call from the heavenly powers that be. I can’t help but think that I am supposed to be a survivor…..at least long enough to keep my children alive and healthy until they are grown and can then survive without my assistance. My husband on the other hand, has been given no such gift. He is in denial of anything going askew with the easy way of life he’s always known. I have tried in vain to convince him of a very dire economic future. Having information from very reputable sources placed in front of him does no good as he ignores it or explains how it’s all wrong. I feel though, that on some level he is aware but is afraid to acknowledge the reality of it. I fully understand that a highly unpredictable future can be too much for some people to stomach – but it’s a future, I feel in my bones is going to be encountered. Nonetheless, it’s a difficult situation for a marriage to be in whether the one who has awakened is the husband or the wife. But, I would bet my home-made rain barrels that it’s definitely tougher to be the wife, or female significant other who is the enlightened one. Men for centuries have usually had the final “say-so” in most situations and our society still predominantly leans that way. As strong and independent a person as I think I am, I still find it hard to go against my husband’s wishes. When he comes home from work and sees the box or two of preps that have been delivered and sitting on the kitchen floor, or knows that I’ve made another run to the Thrift Store and scored more wool sweaters and blankets for the girls, I acutely feel pain when he winces or shakes his head in an “I give up!” manner. Our marriage is still a good one, but because of my prepping it has a few dings, dents and rust spots that I wish were not there. And let me state it clearly right now, that although my husband is still asleep as far as the reasons for prepping go, he has been one of my best life supporters, and has done more for me than anyone else could. He has always been there for me when I was going through (and currently am) some of the worst life decisions a person has to make. For all of those reasons and more, I will forever be loyal to him and will not allow myself to wallow in self-pity for more than a couple of minutes just because he and I are not on the same page about prepping.
Source: http://www.survivalblog.com/2013/05/my-prepping-perspective-by-jenny-o.html