Marriage

Marriage is often painted as the ultimate antidote to loneliness. We imagine a lifelong partnership filled with shared laughter, deep conversations, and an unshakable bond. But what happens when reality doesn’t quite match the dream? What happens when, despite having a loving husband, a wife finds herself feeling profoundly alone? It’s a paradox that many …

I was at a wedding last week, and as I watched the couple take their vows, I looked at their faces and saw the love and excitement written all over it. I loved it. I love attending weddings. My favorite part is listening to the vows. It’s a beautiful moment that holds so much depth, …

Where I come from, prayers are quite important. When you greet an elderly person, they would respond with a word of prayer over you. One sign that they already expect you to get married is how their prayers for you change. So, they suddenly go from praying for you to get a good job to …

Ideally, marriages are supposed to be permanent.  But we both know that’s far from reality. If, for nothing at all, the increasing divorce rate is a major indicator.  However, there is another category of people who won’t divorce their spouse even when they regret marrying them.  There are so many reasons that this may happen, …

Marriage is often depicted as a fairy tale—a magical union where two souls become one, love conquers all, and “happily ever after” is the default setting. We see it in movies and read about it in books. As a kid, I believed every little girl’s dream was to meet Prince Charming and live happily ever …

When you watch rom-coms or read romance novels a lot like I do, there is a sense in which you may view life through rose-colored glasses. This will also relate to how you view love; you’d see love as something always sweet and fun. Now, let me divert because you may be reading this thinking …

Nobody gets married looking forward to boredom and lack of excitement. I remember the day I realized my marriage had fallen into a routine. It wasn’t a dramatic moment, no slamming doors or teary confrontations, just a quiet Tuesday morning. My husband, David, sat across from me at the breakfast table, scrolling through his phone, …