We were never given the manual.
We were never given the manual. Think about it. We spend twelve years in school learning algebra and geometry, but no one ever teaches us how to build a marriage. We memorize the periodic table, but no one shows us the blueprint for conflict. We practice for driving tests, job interviews, and college entrance exams-but for the most important construction project of our adult lives, we are handed nothing but a fantasy and a prayer. We grow up watching movies where love is a feeling that arrives like weather. We attend weddings where the couple is celebrated as if the hard part is over. We inherit a culture that sells us the ribbon-cutting ceremony while hiding the architectural drawings. And then we wonder why the roof leaks. Why the walls crack. Why the house we were so sure about starts settling in ways that threaten the entire structure. Love alone cannot survive the marriage journey . Love is not a destination. It is not a discovery. It is not a rescue mission where two half-pe...