Marriage, seems such a simple word yet so complex and unexplainable it seems. My parents were married once, but that didn't last and I saw it crumble right before my eyes. What made it worse was that one of my fathers mistress was my mothers own blood, her youngest sister! Witnessed it with my own eyes. Seeing my father in his naked glory in her bedroom was the greatest betrayal of them all. I remember that I used to admire her, she was always looking so elegant and she used to visit all the time but soon I realized that all along her visits were never intended to visit US but HIM, her lover!
My father would have been a great father had he wanted to be one but being a great father I guess was also never his intention. At a very young age, he established himself as a successful businessman, had himself a great life and lived the good life, but we never experienced the good life. My parents separated when I was only 7. My mother, my brother, and I lived in a tiny room, where everywhere was a common area, no bedroom, no bathroom, and no kitchen. My brother and I went to school, wearing second hand or hand me down uniforms and where we were called in to the principals office monthly to remind us that we have to pay our tuition fee. My mother was not able to transfer us to a public or free school because this was the only way she can get support from my father even though it was evident that my mother did not have any way to support us.
So, when someone ask me again, why am I not married? This is why, marriage doesn't always mean that two people will stay together, marriage doesn't always mean that you are family. People who wants to be together will stay together and FAMILY- well, married or not, blood or not, people who does not have moral and dignity-family won't matter to them, they will betray you anyway!
I might not be married, I might not have taken the right way, but I have a family with a strong bond that no one can divide. I have a family that truly loves and respect one another. I have EVERYTHING THAT MATTERS TO ME.
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