Marriage is like a cage; one sees the birds outside desperate to get in, and those inside equally desperate to get out. – Michel de Montaigne
One of my sons is bemoaning the fact that several of his high school friends have gotten married and had a kid already. And one has confided to him that he’d bail on the marriage if it weren’t for the kid.
My mother visited us today. She’s a bird out of the cage, now that my dad died. I wonder if my mother-in-law will experience something similar, now that her husband is dead? I expect not, since they seemed to have a pretty happy marriage, unlike my parents.
I’m determined to have a marriage that doesn’t feel like a cage 95% of the time. I haven’t felt that way for a long time, and for that, I’m grateful.