For this cause shall a man leave his father
and mother, and shall be joined unto his wife, and they two shall be one flesh.
-Ephesians 5:31
I
would say that this commandment is one of the most difficult ones to adjust to
when you’re married. But, as indicated by Harper and Olsen, strong
marriages aren’t found, they’re built.
In
their book they describe something called Triangulation; when the relationship
between a parent and a child is closer than the relationship between husband
and wife. To me, this would be more adequately described as
strangulation. It seems a quick way to put an end to an otherwise healthy
marriage. Don’t do it. Remember the scripture above. Leave your parents and cleave to your spouse.
Here
are three tips from the book, “Creating Healthy Ties With In-laws and
Families.”
1.
When
you ask for advice, counsel with someone or confide in someone, it should
always be your spouse.
2.
Find
your own home. Don’t live with parents.
3.
If
you do get counsel from someone outside your marriage, it should be discussed
and considered together.
and
I would add a 4th
4.
Create
your own marital identity.
One
of the most difficult things in my early marriage was living 15 minutes from my
in-laws and 4 hours from my parents. We went over each week for Sunday
dinner. As a college student, dinner was always wonderful, but the
conversation wasn’t. It started out pleasant,
but inevitably, they began poking fun at a characteristic or attribute of mine.
To me, their sarcasm wasn’t funny. It was biting. It hurt, and I
had to endure the ridicule week after week. I don’t recall whether my
husband joined in or not, but I know he didn’t defend me. After all, they
were only being “funny.”
I’d
often retreat to a room downstairs to cry. I just couldn’t take it.
To me, it was torture. My family was never this mean and condemning. Or so I thought.
My
family had a different way of expressing themselves. They would seldom make sarcastic comments,
they would just argue endlessly over little petty things. There never seemed to be a bad time to
argue. My husband had to adjust to that
environment.
During our second year of
marriage, we moved over 8 hours from each of our families and we learned to
lean on each other for support. There
was no running home to mom or dad. Make
due or do without. We made due.
Eventually,
I learned that my in-laws weren’t trying to hurt me, and my family’s arguing
wasn’t angry, it’s just the way they were.
My husband and I had to both do a great deal of adapting. We held on to the things we liked and we let
go of the things we didn’t. We worked
diligently at creating our own family and our own culture. It held pieces from each of our families, but
most importantly, it was something we'd built together.






