I’m reading at the moment a book about marriage, borrowed from a friend. Among the many existential questions I have or that bothers me to my core, there are some related to marriage. I remember perfectly a day from my teenage years when my mom told me: all marriages seem perfect from the outside, but there is no certainty that after marriage your house will be ever completely peaceful again, all quarrels start when you don’t even think about it, most of them because of different opinions in raising children or how to deal with money.  Read more