Originally posted by: awida
Well . This is my story. I'll try to cut it short.😊
I got married at a late age, I felt after completing my studies, and feeling lonely because all my siblings were settled down and had kids..I wanted to get married and have kids too. But I wasn't lucky to get married to a single man. It was my choice , and though we didn't know each other, nor our families did. Coz we were living in different countries..and we just connected through a website , and some mutual friends.😳 I did istikhara, and felt good, so I told my parents. My father and brother were hesitated, but the respected my choice. Alhamdulillah, it was a successfull marriage, yes, we had many differences, I wasn't the woman whom I thought, I couldn't manage the pressure of marriage and kids, so I lost my patience. I spent 6 years with him in Kuwait, then after the war stopped I came back to Yemen to continue my job. It was a big responsibility, coz my kids were very young 6_1 yrs old. My parents live 16 hours far away from my work place, so I was left alone. 🤔
My kind nighbours took care of my kids, and helped me alot. My work isn't demanding, I go to university only 2 days weekly. But taking care of my family, support it financially, doing both the roles of a mother and a father, and the lack of peace in my city ( the war started again) all this tears me from inside.🥺. Now I am stuck in Aden, my whole family live in our hometown, my hubby lives in Kuwait, and his first wife and children live in another town very far from my place too. 😒We live seperately, although we need to be togather. I miss my hubby, my family, siblings and my old calm life. But when I have to stay at home and think of it. I feel happy that I have my kids. They are disturbing, but I don't feel alone anymore.😃