Finding the Love After Their Divorces

Finding the Love After Their Divorces

Finding love again, translated…

My youngest cousin is, married again.  Actually, she’d been with her boyfriend for a very long time, it’s just, that she couldn’t get her mother to give them her blessings, and the wedding plans were halted; recently, the two of them thought that they should give each other the promises of “for better or for worse”, they’d decided to get married.

not my photo…

My cousin’s husband is a single father, with four children, without money or property, a blue collar, my aunt worried that if my cousin married him, she will be tried by life, and thought about how her older sister’s husband is a doctor, with great income and a high status quo, that my cousin’s older sister after she married, didn’t need to worry about anything, just be a stay-at-home housewife and mother, comparing the two, my aunt became, unwilling, to let go of my youngest cousin now.

Actually, my youngest cousin’s ex was also a doctor, they were, the it pair that everybody envied from before; and still, they couldn’t, get past that seven years’ itch, broke up soon enough.  Although her first marriage had, failed, she’d not gotten discouraged, after the divorce, she’d been in a couple of relationships with her son, there were, rich business owners whom she’d dated from before too.

But she’d stated, that, with her two sons, finding someone fitting for herself was, more than difficult.  Even if the men she’d dated were divorced with children of their own, they’d still picked at how my cousin had two sons from her previous marriage, and the boyfriends and their sides of the families find it difficult, to love my cousin’s sons as their own.

bride & groom 的圖片結果not my photo…

This time, as my cousin was looking for someone again, she’d not just gone by first impressions, she’d not just needed to consider her own happiness, but the belief that her sons needed a father figure growing up too.  And so, the rules were simple for her, the man doesn’t need to be rich, doesn’t need to be reputable, so long as he loves her, and her sons too.

The man she married also has his share of hardships from his past, he’d not matched up in appearance to her, but, he’d understood her, cherished her, comparing to others, he’d had more tolerance for what my youngest cousin had gone through; the two of them cherished and loved each other, gotten together well for many years on end, and had amicable interactions with each other’s kids from a previous marriage, the children called each other brothers, gotten along well, it’s a big and happy, family.

But maybe, it’s how well they’re all getting along that the heavens envied them, the man was diagnosed with cancer awhile ago, my cousin thought about the happenings of their lives together, and thought about the vows in the wedding ceremonies—I will have her/him as my wife/husband, from here on out until the end of our days, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, ‘til death do us part”.

At that very moment, my youngest cousin wanted to marry.  After both had their separate failed marriages, they’d understood, that the ordinariness of love that’s hidden in their day-to-day interactions, is the realest, the two decided to have a simple tea party, taking place of the larger-scaled grand wedding ceremonies, they’d told everybody, that they’re going to, hold the hands of their young, grow old with each other together.

On the wedding, my youngest cousin was led by her two sons down the aisle, walked toward her new husband, accepted the blessings from all the guests; her stepson saw how his father found a new happiness, he was, moved to tears.  They’d taught me, with love in their lives, chasing after what makes them happy.  I give them my blessings.

So, this, would normally not be a blessed union, after all, both sides were married before and with children from previous marriages, but, because this woman fought for her chance of happiness hard, that, is why she got it, because sometimes, love is worth the fight, and, if you can’t cope with the ordinariness of everyday living, as the values of marriage and love, then, you shouldn’t be marrying in the first place.

not my photo still..

But maybe, it’s how well they’re all getting along that the heavens envied them, the man was diagnosed with cancer awhile ago, my cousin thought about the happenings of their lives together, and thought about the vows in the wedding ceremonies—I will have her/him as my wife/husband, from here on out until the end of our days, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, ‘til death do us part”.

At that very moment, my youngest cousin wanted to marry.  After both had their separate failed marriages, they’d understood, that the ordinariness of love that’s hidden in their day-to-day interactions, is the realest, the two decided to have a simple tea party, taking place of the larger-scaled grand wedding ceremonies, they’d told everybody, that they’re going to, hold the hands of their young, grow old with each other together.

from the papers…

On the wedding, my youngest cousin was led by her two sons down the aisle, walked toward her new husband, accepted the blessings from all the guests; her stepson saw how his father found a new happiness, he was, moved to tears.  They’d taught me, with love in their lives, chasing after what makes them happy.  I give them my blessings.

So, this, would normally not be a blessed union, after all, both sides were married before and with children from previous marriages, but, because this woman fought for her chance of happiness hard, that, is why she got it, because sometimes, love is worth the fight, and, if you can’t cope with the ordinariness of everyday living, as the values of marriage and love, then, you shouldn’t be marrying in the first place.

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