Are you married and happy?

After my latest post on “What was I thinking?” page had been published,  following questions continued to come my way: “Are you Ok?”; “Are you married and happy?”

Well… Yes, thank you 🙂 Not without challenges, but I am both of the above…

Happy – not necessarily because I am married, but content rather… Again, this isn’t to say that I am unhappy in my marriage. Essentially, I would rather not allow my marital status to be the deciding factor in whether I am happy or unhappy, which in this context, is the very meaning of the post and the poem “Queen”

The 7th of July 2013This photo was taken on the 7th of July 2013 – my church wedding day. The marital agreement witnessed by the state took place 6 years ago, but this second one is much more significant to me. Fitted nicely in between our birthdays, my hubby’s on the 6th and mine on the 8th of July, the 7th (although planned not by us) was a birthday gift for both of us… Thank you, Lord 🙂

How did the ceremony go?

Err… We’d forgotten our wedding rings, and had to do without… Yes, really… Then, I was weeping uncontrollably throughout… No, not because of the rings, but… Well. The atmosphere during the ceremony was soaked with His Divine Power. Oftentimes, upon receiving that touch I tend to cry… To explain this one further though, I’d love to take you on a short journey to my past…

During our state wedding (6 years ago), I was laughing my head off while exchanging the vows. This might have been an emotional reaction to some extent. Yet, I believe it was symbolic of my state of awareness at the time… I had no idea… I was clueless about this whole “marriage thing”… On the 7th of July 2013, I knew all too well though…  My six “married” years haven’t been filled with smooth sailing… However, I still believe in this institution, and I still love my husband very much.

The ministers on the photo are family friendly pastors of The House of Faith, London. God bless them always 🙂 Why so many? You may wonder. Wouldn’t one pastor or priest be enough?

–     Well, for most, might be… For us, no… We need many… LOL…

Truthfully, the one mentioned above is a ‘LOL’ a little out of place. The number of pastors on the pic, not literally, but in a symbolic way reminds me that my marriage requires some serious power to function well, as well as of the fact that God has our backs in the midst of it…

Are we now living in a perfect harmony? You might ask, in the end…

–   Err… No, we are not perfectly harmonized just yet… Nevertheless, to clear all doubts, I am married and I am happy…

Let your marriage be blessed,

Monika 🙂

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Monika Ribeiro (writer/poet)

I write because I have to & love to… Writing helps me organize thoughts, understand life & address vital matters in a constructive way. I hope this blog satisfies your intellect & your soul at the same. Be inspired...

2 thoughts on “Are you married and happy?

  1. It takes two to tango. Necessary and the most important institution of life. No permanent rules, no real principle, we just try to make it work for the past 36yrs 1978 to date. It is never easy. God is your strength. I wish you many more anniversaries.


    1. Dear William,

      Thank you for this comment… 36 years? Wow, well done.. Very encouraging – in about 30 years we’ll be able to say the same:) We try to learn from others who have been successful in this area and build our own individual ways too. Just like you said marriage is the most important institution of life. For us, God’s principles are the foundation and without them we wouldn’t have made it for six months probably.. We’re still learning though.. Thank you for this comment – very inspiring 🙂


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