I saw a pregnant woman walking barefooted up and down the crossing bridge, I was thinking "where the heck is the husband?"

Another day I was waiting at the bus stop full of passing and polluted vehicles when I saw  another pregnant woman coming out of public transport and still thinking "why would her husband let her do that?"

Then I came across my sister-in-law who just gave birth today. She's been carrying her baby for months but still manage to do many things single-handledly. Even last week when her belly was just too big to let her walk she still forced herself to go to stores and buy groceries.

I guess it's a thing about being a mom (or mom to be). And it's a thing about love, and family.

My brother trusts her that she's still capable of doing whatever she feels like because she knows she's still strong enough. And she trusts my brother that if anything happens he will come straight and be in aid, but before that, let everything flows just the way it is. Maybe it's the same as the two pregnant women I saw earlier. Maybe their husbands trust them that they will be safe knowing that they cannot always be there for them. They trust each other.

Maybe this is what marriage is all about. 
It's about trust.
But above all, first and foremost, we trust God that we can rely upon Him.