How to deal with doubt: Take a leap

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The farmer broke up with me five times the first five months we were together, last year. So I learned that he had huge commitment issues.

I tried to do the advisable thing to do when you're with someone who has commitment issues. I tried to fall in love with someone else. But I didn't. I only missed the farmer more.

So I told myself that it's okay to be with someone who has commitment issues, as long as I am having fun.

But my kids grew to love the farm, and the farmer, almost as quickly as I did. This makes sense. My oldest son was with me on my first visit to the farm, and if you have ever been on a working farm you know that to kids, it's like Disney World.

So my kids were constantly asking to go to the farm, and constantly trying to figure out, what is the farmer? A friend? An uncle? And why did I kiss him if he's not in my family?

This is not a good path for kids if the relationship isn't going toward marriage. So I waited until a day when the farmer and I were holding hands, walking between rows of corn higher than our heads. And I told him that I can't keep bringing the kids to the farm because we're not getting married and I'm scared the kids will get hurt.

The farmer didn't say anything for five minutes. And then he said, “Okay. Let's get married.”

It's taken me months to tell people. It's taken me months because I sort of don't believe it.

I didn't want to write that I'm worried. You will tell me, in the comments section, “Don't get married if you are worried!” But I'm not sure I'd ever NOT worry.

How can I not worry about marrying a farmer? I will be moving, with my kids, to his farm. The farm is in the absolute middle of nowhere, outside the town of Darlington, WI. And now, I guess this will be my debut in Darlington, because I'm pretty sure there will be no blog outranking me for that search term.

But if I didn't marry the farmer, I would be worried, forever, that I should have married him.

So it's not a hard decision to marry him. I have been married before, and I don't think I'm going to change much, so I know what I need, and I know what I have to offer, and we are a good fit.

And, I have Asperger Syndrome, which could be summarized as raging intellect and acute sensitivity to outside input. So the farm is a perfect spot for my mind to explore while outside-my-mind is calm.

But I worry about the farm for my kids. One of my kids also has Asperger Syndrome, and he is completely addicted to the farm and the animals, and the farmer's calm, slow, sunny demeanor. My other son does not have Asperger's and probably does not need of the serenity of life on the farm.

Not that serenity is bad. And the family life that grows from farming is intimate and grounded and full of routine. All good things for kids.

But I grew up in a world where everything was open to me. Check out my high school: New Trier. It's always ranked in the top twenty-five high schools in the country. I remember the principal telling us that the top 500 kids in our graduating class would go to colleges where most would be the valedictorians of their class.

At the time I didn't understand how this could be. But now I understand that in order to compete at the top of the academic field, you need to be the number-one student in your small town.

Maybe not number one academically. But number one in soccer if you want to play soccer in college. And number-one in cello if you want to play in an orchestra in college.

Wait. No. It's worse than that. Because in Darlington, there is no orchestra in high school. So where will my son play his cello in high school if he wants to play in college? And how will my boys learn to play soccer at a high enough level to play in college if all the kids on the coasts are getting private coaching? Where is the private coaching in Darlington?

It's scary how limiting the choices are when you live in a place like Darlington. But competition is scary to me as well.

The reason I couldn't keep playing professional beach volleyball is that I didn't care enough about winning. To get to the very top of anything, you have to think you're going to die if you don't win.

That's not me.

I belong on a farm, where life is slow, and rhythmic, and people are not breathing down my throat about getting the best of everything.

The farmer and I discuss this a lot. He went to graduate school for biology and hated it and went back to the farm. He thinks he could have done anything, so why won't my kids be able to choose anything?

I am not sure. I am not sure if it's my proximity to overachievers that gave me opportunities, or it's my innate optimism and intelligence.

Then he tells me that what I really would have wanted from my childhood is to feel love and security, and why don't we just focus on giving the kids that?

He's right. But it's hard for me to act on that. So I think this marriage and move are leaps of faith for me, hoping that love and security will trump opportunity and achievement. I hope I'm making a good decision for my sons.

The Story of the Farmer – From the First Day We Met:

June 2008 New Way to Measure Blog ROI

June 2008 How I started taming my workaholic tendencies

Oct. 2008 Self-sabotage is never limited to just one part of your life

Nov. 2008 Think of networking as a lifestyle, not an event

July 2009 The sign of a great career is having great opportunities, and saying no

Sept. 2009 How to deal with an insane commute

Oct. 2009 How to deal with doubt: Take a leap

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  1. Mary Lyn
    Mary Lyn says:

    I love this! Congratulations for taking the risk. Isn’t that what you encourage others to do? Nothing in life is a guarantee. Anyone who isn’t somewhat commitment-phobic and terrified of marriage has no idea what’s going on! It’s the nature of the landscape.

    I went to what was ETHS (Evanston) back in the day – it had very little bearing on what I do today. I moved to a small town – Crystal Lake – to a farm, amazingly, and it had very little to do with who I am today.

    Where I felt loved and nurtured has everything to do with who I am – it appears you are making a lovely choice.

  2. Ms. Mama
    Ms. Mama says:

    WAY TO GO!!!

    Hope it works out better than last time.

    Love how you set up all the links to the different parts of the story, because you knew we would ask!

  3. John Michael
    John Michael says:

    You worry too much… perhaps a little hung up on the material side of life. If you’re so worried about “things” and accomplishments, Bill Gates is a college dropout…

  4. Christi
    Christi says:

    For some reason, I have always happened on your blog around the time you’ve posted something about the farmer, and even your first post made me wonder. He seemed to bring a gentleness that touched your heart, and as I am married to a gentle man myself, I know how precious that can be. And life-giving. I pray that God will guide you both as you begin a new chapter of your lives together, and that by His grace this will be a very good thing for you both and for your children. I am very excited for you. A quiet life does have to be antithetical to challenge and achievement, and I am excited that you and your boys are starting a new chapter where the possibilities really are endless.

    • Christi
      Christi says:

      Oops, I meant to say… “A quiet life does _not_ have to be antithetical to challenge and achievement….”
      Congratulations again!

  5. sarah
    sarah says:

    be with the farmer if your happiness is deeply rooted in a flourishing relationship. for others, they first need to discover their potential before they can discover it in someone or something else. Love does conquer all, though. And timing is crucial in one’s decision process.

  6. Sarah
    Sarah says:

    I am very happy for you. I married a kind, calm and gentle man after a nasty divorce. I too struggled with seriously dating and not getting married because of my daughter. We have now been together 11 years and marrying him was the best thing for me and my daughter. I wish your whole family the best. And remember, you are only a short drive from Madison. :)

  7. Me
    Me says:

    Looked you up after reading about you in the paper (the miscarriage comment).

    Wow, not surprised the farmer keeps dumping you – you are so far up your own arse you don’t need anyone else!

    Sweetie, stop crediting yourself with high intelligence – if you were then you wouldn’t have had one previous abortion let alone be as old as 42 and at risk of needing another.

    I feel sorry for your kids, unless they are pond life just like you!

  8. Deanna McNeil
    Deanna McNeil says:

    I just want to reach out & hug you. Life is hard in so many ways; finding someone you love who loves you back is a gift. Finding someone that you can build a life with? Priceless.

  9. Tynan
    Tynan says:

    I think in life you have to take chances sometimes, i have moved across the country before for a girl. Friends, family, everyone said i was crazy, unfortunately it didnt work out but i got 2 years great experience from it. Follow what you feel inside and you wont have regrets. Just make sure you learn from any mistakes and try not to repeat them.

  10. Jonha @Happiness
    Jonha @Happiness says:

    Hi Penelope,

    Felt like too much to lose and too much to lose, both decisions. But from what I’ve been reading daily, I know that you won’t have a hard time choosing the farmer over your career nor the future. You live day by day, taking each step at a time like tomorrow’s one game to play. You barely sounded anxious. You are one tough woman and you can deal with just about anything.

    Jonha

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