My friend and I were visiting a church sister who had lost a family member when we heard some of the most discouraging things about marriage. I was 19, fresh out of the university and looking forward to who will marry me. Is that not what we were taught to look forward to when we finish school? Besides, I could cook and clean. How could a girl be more ready?
My bubbles got burst with the conversation that ensued during our visit. As we sat in our little ladies' corner in that house of mourning, we listened to two married ladies from our church lecture us passively on why marriage is not important. With pale faces and melancholic voices, they lamented on how this thing they had gotten into called marriage wasn't worth anything.
Then they spoke about that thing. The thing marrried people are supposed to enjoy.