Dear Kim,

No rocks will be thrown, no scarlet letters worn. Simply—in it’s truest form—my condolences for the death of your marriage. The rumors, opinions, comments, and commentaries must be difficult to reconcile and endure. Marriage is hard, but I’m sure a public divorce is harder. The reality that is reality television is edited scenes, cropped shots, and plot developments. Add a marriage into the mix it combines into a Molotov cocktail of disaster.

But here’s the real reality: marriage is hard. It’s not getting your way all the time. It’s doing what someone else wants to do. It’s compromising on what to do, how to plan, and where to live.* At the core of it all, it’s a slow death of the human triumvirate: me, myself, and I to birth and become we, ourselves, and us. Together. Forever.

For richer or poorer, for better or worse...

72 days can’t turn a seedling into a flower, let alone a relationship into a marriage. The irreconcilable difference stated on your divorce filing perhaps are premature because believe you me, Matthew and I have irreconcilable differences even today and probably will remain until the day of my dying breath. But it’s normal and expected and common. I stay because I hold onto the fact that love covers a multitude of mistakes.

Matt balances our budget daily; I have no clue what a budget is. Matt could wear jeans and t-shirts every.single.day; I came out of the womb in heels. Matt is a German Minnesota fully in control of his environment; I’m a spicy MexiRican who dances in the kitchen and cried while watching you state your vows to the man you are married with today… while I was at the gym?!

You’re going to do what you’re going to do amidst the cacophony of people calling you names, condemning you, or lauding you. But my concern isn’t your past as much as it is your future. The divorce isn’t your problem more than the recovery from the explosion left in it’s wake is. Critics say your personal assistants and family will help you pick up the shards of debris and you will move on, leaving your image untarnished. But the real concern is what are you going to learn about yourself in this process and how will you deal with marriage and relationships in the future.

The bible states that a man marrying a woman should care for her the way Christ cares and loves the Church: unconditionally. But I’ve appropriated that command for myself too. If both of us come to a mutual death to ourselves with the hope of resurrecting into a cohesive unit, then so be it. But a marriage will cease to bourgeon if left uncared for or abandoned.

I hope and pray there are people out there who are praying for you during this transition… for your past, your present, and most importantly, your future.

Warmly,
Bianca

*If the rumors are true, my husband is also from Minnesota and I completely understand your reservations about moving into a Minneapolis winter.

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