Is My Marriage Broken?

I read this article the other day and I wondered if my marriage was broken. In that post, Missy Robertson shares a story of her father telling her that she wouldn’t be able to come back home to live after getting married. When she was frustrated with her husband, she still has to go home to him. She can’t go stay with her parents. Then Missy went on to say that there were times during the beginning of her marriage when she wished she were back in the comforts of her parents house.

As I read this, I wondered what was wrong with me. Why do I never wish I was back with my parents? Do me and Pearson just not fight? Do we happen to get along perfectly? Do we simply repress things and avoid confrontation? Is it because Pearson is never home long enough to do anything to make me that mad?

And then I realized a couple things. One, Missy Robertson is not perfect. Why am I assuming that if my marriage doesn’t look like hers, it’s broken? Sure she’s a great role model. I admire her marriage, her family, her values, and her voice. And her advice in this post may be just what some people need to hear. But it doesn’t really apply to me. And that’s okay.

Another thing I realized is that Pearson and I do disagree at times. We get on each other’s nerves. We have our share of problems. But I’ve never once thought of going and living with my parents because that was never an option. I just think it never really had to be explicitly told to me.

I don’t know if that’s because I was ready to leave my parents house asap and I hit the ground running when I turned 18 and then again when I got married at 22. Or maybe it’s because when we got married we moved 600 miles away from my parents and going back was just not physically possible. But I think the real reason is because I belong to Pearson now and he belongs to me. We don’t belong to our parents in the same sense anymore.

Therefore a man shall leave his father and his mother and hold fast to his wife, and they shall become one flesh. Genesis 2:24 ESV

So they are no longer two but one flesh. What therefore God has joined together, let not man separate. Matthew 19:5 ESV

Pearson and I are one now. We are joined together and there’s no other option.

One thing Missy said though that really resonated with me was that God knew life wouldn’t be easy and therefore marriage wouldn’t always be easy, but that he gave us marriage so we would not have to be alone.

Then the Lord God said, “It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him a helper fit for him.” Genesis 2:18 ESV

I think that’s really cool. I’m one with Pearson. Forever. I can’t go back to my parents. And I’m cool with that.

Do you ever want to go home to your parents and get away from your spouse? Or does that thought never cross your mind like me?
Thanks for reading!