After 2 years of marriage, my husband and I still live in two separate houses. I live at my mother’s house, and my husband lives with his parents.
From the outside, everyone thought we were separated or not getting along. In fact, it’s not what people think. We’re still happy, just don’t live in the same house.
I am a personality girl, quite pampered since childhood. So I just like to live with my mother to depend on.
My family was anchored, my father passed away early, and my mother was alone to take care of two sisters. Since graduating from school, I have never thought about leaving my mother.
As a well-educated girl with a university degree, everyone thinks I will choose a suitable guy. Not understanding how fate is, I met him – a guy who only finished high school and then went to work.
Our love is as beautiful as many other couples. If the two of them stick closely, the mother resolutely opposes.
When we were still in love, my husband worked as a builder. For me, career is not really the problem, the important thing is the love of the two. My mother objected because her husband did not go to university, so it did not match her criteria for choosing a husband.
Because my mother did not agree, she often forbade us to go out together. There was even a time when her mother even met her boyfriend directly to clarify her point of view. At that time, my husband was quite “hard-faced”, scolded but still determined to pursue love.
Once arguing about love, my mother clearly explained the reason that prevented us: “Loving someone who doesn’t have the same education, suffers for the rest of my life. When I was in love, it was a dream, but when we got back together, we talked. things that don’t think the same thing, don’t understand much, but break up.”
In addition, my mother forbade him due to his family’s circumstances. My husband’s family has 4 brothers and parents. The whole family of 6 lives in a space of only 30m2.
The house is cramped, it is difficult to separate rooms for each person. My mother worried that I would suffer when I had to live in that situation.
Overcoming many ups and downs, our love kept growing, even though our mother was not supportive. From the builder, my husband borrowed and went to trade real estate with his friends.
Thanks to his predestined relationship with sandy soil, he made a profit from the first piece of land. With little capital, not much experience, it is impossible to have enough money to buy a house with him.
However, watching him make progress, my mother gradually supported. My husband is not highly educated, but he is quite well-spoken and knows how to behave, so he can change her mother’s mind. In the end, we came to the end of a happy wedding.
Although his house was cramped, when I got married, my husband’s parents still tried to keep a separate room. Said to be a room, but quite temporary, the wedding night the two of them lay still, not daring to touch anything. Because only one turn, outside can also hear.
I stayed at my husband’s house for a few days and then asked to go back to my mother’s house. To be honest, being in such a cramped space, I felt uncomfortable. Before the marriage, the husband’s family agreed to let the two decide on their own accommodation, no one interfered.
He and I planned to each stay in a house. If you want to meet, the motel is the stop. When we were still dating, we would be afraid to go to the motel, when we were a husband and wife, there was nothing to be ashamed of.
Every week, he and I meet each other 2-3 times, continuously for 2 years, happiness is still complete. After giving birth, I stayed at my mother’s house.
Partly because the mother takes care of and helps, and the grandparents are old and weak, so they can’t help. After work, he ran back and forth between the two houses, without complaining or complaining. On weekends, I have free time, I take my children to play with grandparents.
For many couples, living together, entwined all day from the moment you wake up to the time you go to bed is the truth of marriage. However, my wife and I feel that everything is fine.
Every week, we arrange a date at the motel.
The two of them realized that everything was as new as the first days they were together. Each time, we choose a different motel. Thanks to the renewed space, sex is also full of fun.
While my friends encountered countless quarrels and quarrels with the husband’s family because of living together, my wife and I did not encounter those situations. My husband is not controlled by my wife, I can do whatever I like. We are free but completely trust each other in everything.
Sometimes when I tell the truth, many colleagues or new friends do not believe it. They think that my husband and I are not compatible, so we can live so far apart.
However, I think that each family has its own situation. No one can live someone else’s life by imposing their own thoughts and views on life.
We are still in the process of saving money to buy a spacious house for our small family. But that is a matter of the future, and for the moment, both are still satisfied with their own life.
Marriage is built on love and responsibility. Holding firmly, fulfilling those two things, I think happiness will be long-lasting.
Living in the same house or not, is not the deciding factor. If you live together, look at each other all day, but your feelings fade, letting go of responsibility leading to a broken marriage is inevitable.
In the eyes of many people, stories like my husband and I will be difficult to understand and believable.
But no one has to live according to the same general pattern as everyone else, the important thing is to be satisfied and happy, all detractors just stop outside the door of each family.