When in past January I participated in a challenge with a antique photograph marriage, I developed my work around a phrase that read: "The greatest happiness of marriage is to grow old together." My parents were married 33 years, and when my father died 18 years ago, my mom was 51 years and never wished to marry again, simply because she had been very happy with my dad. My in-laws were married 53 years, and when my father in-law died a month ago, he did so taken by the hand of my mother-in-law.
Esta semana me enterado que mi hermano menor se está separando, después de trece años de matrimonio y con dos pequeñas niñas. Ha sido un golpe duro para ambas familias, y aunque se han dado un tiempo de reflexión, todos esperamos que "las aguas se calmen y sigan el curso que decidieron el día que se casaron".
This week I learned that my younger brother is divorcing, after thirteen years of marriage and two little girls. It was a hard blow for both families, and although they there have been a time of reflection, we hope that "the waters are calm and follow the course that they decided that the day they got married".
Debo reconocer que esta situación me ha entristecido bastante, pues, aunque me digan que soy “chapada a la antigua”, para mí, el matrimonio es para toda la vida. Tengo claro que uno no vive una eterna luna de miel, pero aportando ambos, día a día un granito de arena, se construye con el tiempo algo maravilloso, después de todo, el matrimonio es un asunto de madurez y crecimiento para ambos cónyuges.
I must admit that this situation has saddened me a lot, because, although you say me that I am "formed the old", for me, the marriage is for always. I have to admit that one don't live an eternal honeymoon, but by providing both, day to day ,a bit grain of sand, is built over time a wonderful thing, after all, marriage is a matter of maturity and growth for both spouses.