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I was reading a post on Mynewhitmanwrites.com on expectations in a relationship and a lot of things I had never thought about came up in my mind. I remember when we were younger, my sister and I would talk about getting married to a tall, dark, handsome guys that would protect us and funny enough later, when I was in the university, I remember dreaming (not a joke ooo!) about a prince who left his country to pick me, to be his wife. heeheeehehe, but that never happened. Rather one  Nnewi businessman/engineer/marketer/banker- jack of all trades, master of one….came to my father’s house seeking for my hand in marriage.Heeeheeee.

Well, that was how my beautiful dreams……of becoming a queen was shattered. and the funny thing is that most of the qualities (I wanted in a man) I prayed and fasted against were there… like, getting married to someone from Nnewi…hmmmm if you haven’t heard, they are very money conscious people who are also known to be stingy…to themselves and to their brothers gbam!. I am not money conscious (I hate counting money, but shopping is my hobby….). And well, we got married without even knowing each other-met a few times, prior to the marriage, we phone dated……that’s a new word!.

Then reality dawned on me just days after the wedding, I had left my parents house which was my main reason for getting married, and, found myself in a different environment..a city I dislike so much, physically, mentally and emotionally….it was a trying period for me. I would cry and sulk all day but that didn’t help me nor my relationship with my husband.

He understood the situation “partially” and would try to help me get through those trying times, stood by me and encouraged me. My family also did great to (I will never forget and will not trade those memories for anything in the world). There is something about marriage that brings out the other side of you, it may be the good side or it may be the bad side that is why you can never know everything about somebody….(one day you’ll ask yourself “how come I didn’t notice his big head before we got married?”heeheee ….na you sabi oo).

Anyway, I expected a lot, I really wanted the best kind of marriage- wealth, comfort and unending LOVE. It didn’t come like the stories in Mills and Boom but it came the way it did and I am embracing it with all my heart. God brought us together and we have found favour in his eyes.
Now, I don’t EXPECT the best, I only pray that God gives me the strength and wisdom to handle issues the best way possible.

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