OneEyedDiva
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You're welcome, of course. I knew you were cool !Thank you for being open about this, and yes, you're right about beliefs. When I was in college, I took a course in Cultural Anthropology, and one subject was Ethnocentrism, which I had never been exposed to or even heard of, and it really helped me to look at other cultures and practices in a non-judgmental way.
I remember something I heard once that a handsome face rarely makes a good husband, and I don't think it is necessarily because they are good looking, but as you mentioned, women are always coming on to them, and not only is the temptation always there for them to stray, but it can stir up dissention in a marriage because it can be hard to feel secure when that's going on.
The fact that you and his other wife became good friends and like sisters, traveled well together, and had lots of fun, goes to show that it is possible to overcome the natural tendency for an exclusive relationship, and even form a strong bond with, what most would consider, your rival.
I guess one more question would be how the story ends regarding you and he, and the sister wife, if you don't mind sharing that.
My co-wife only traveled with us once and she didn't go all the way. We went down to Virginia Beach to stay at one of the exchange properties, but she wanted to visit her nephew in Norfolk. So we dropped her off there. On the way back, we met her and her nephew at a restaurant in Norfolk and we all had breakfast. Then heading back to Jersey, we stopped at one of her sisters' house and crashed for the night. My co-wife didn't like to travel. Her life was pretty much home, the store and watching martial arts films. She was also one of the nicest, most genuine people I've ever known. We graduated high school together and I remember her as being very quiet back then. Some members from different masjids (mosques) cited us as the model for what polygamous marriages should be.
My co-wife got cancer and didn't complain at all while she was taking chemo. She said she really wasn't experiencing any pain. After several months she was hospitalized. Between our husband, of one their workers, her sisters and I, a few people were constantly at her bedside. She had also gotten dementia and I had to school my husband on how to handle that because I'd been through it with my mom. My co-wife passed away about 18 months before my husband did. I felt so bad for him because she was his best friend for decades.
It was the end of the first week in September 2018. I had gone to our timeshare to "prepare a place" for my husband when he arrived, very late, as always. He had to tie up loose ends at the store, take one of his sons somewhere, etc. There was always something due to him having 9 children and over 65 grandchildren, some of whom depended on him too much! I decided not to wait for all of that. We were supposed to be celebrating his birthday when we were down there. The evening he told me he was heading down, there was a bad storm and the streets were starting to flood, so I told him not to come. The next day he said he wasn't feeling well, so was going to the ER. They kept him. Since I was traveling by bus, I had to wait until the storm and minor flooding receded to head home two days later. He was in and out of the hospital and rehab from that point on. They found he a pulmonary embolism and had gone into kidney failure. In December 2018, he wound up in the ICU and was there for two weeks before he passed away. I visited him every day when he was in rehab and I spent 12 - 14 hour days at the hospital. I was so exhausted that I left the hospital earlier than normal that night to get some rest. I got a call from my stepdaughter, who lived about 30 minutes away, to come to the hospital. She was on her way. It was 2:30 a.m. and he wasn't expected to last until daylight. He passed away about 3:45 a.m. on December 23rd.
The irony in this is you never could have told me I would outlive them. They were trim and healthy. Both of them could pack that food away and never gain a pound, but they did eat a lot of salads. I was overweight and had a couple of chronic health issues, including atrial fibrillation which sometimes made me feel like I would die (literally). Life sure is strange sometimes. Speaking of which, at some point, I'll post about how my husband and I got together. There's a paranormal or perhaps mystical element to it.
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