My mother calls the Dude an angel, which I find very amusing because I thought hell-bound atheists aren't qualified to be angels.
In the beginning of our relationship, I was worried sick about what my conservative Christian parents would think about my being with a non-Christian guy. Well, it turns out I really had nothing to fret about because they absolutely adore him. I sometimes seriously think they love him more than me. Well, he's a lot nicer to them than I am so I guess I shouldn't be surprised if they fawn over him more than me. Ha!
Nevertheless, my mother still reminds me each time we talk on the phone to pray for my husband's salvation.
