Essay On Married Life

The Married Life: A Successful Woman

Growing up I was taught that marriage was meant for a woman to be taken care of by the man she marries. My understanding was that I was to do the cooking, cleaning, and other household duties, while my husband worked, paid the bills, and took care of me. Reading romance novels as a young child didn’t help much; if anything it kept my head in the clouds thinking this is how life is supposed to be. All fairytales and dreams come true. There are so many moments over the past seven years that I can talk about that prove how successful a marriage can be when husband and wife work together as one. However, I’m going to talk about my wedding day and how it changed my life and made me the successful woman that I am today.

It all began on a beautiful November afternoon in Oakland, California. My boyfriend took me to meet his mom for the first time. During our weekend in Oakland he took me to the Berkley Marina for the first time. After walking along the water at the marina, we went back to our motel room. My

I smiled at myself before jumping out of bed. I couldn’t believe it, my wedding day was finally here! I know when some people think about weddings they think about arrangements, food, wedding members, guests, stress, and time that goes into planning a wedding. I, on the other hand, was lucky to have a very small, informal wedding at my parents apartment.. After attending our last marriage counseling session, we were surprised to get a call from the pastor that Friday evening asking if we’d like to get married the following day. We had already went to the courthouse to fill out our license about two weeks prior to our wedding date, so there were no hold-ups. We were so happy and excited; we said yes on the spot. So, we were married on a cool Saturday afternoon in December with my parents as our witnesses, along with my aunt, and the pastor's wife as our