My name is Joseph Mutua, and I live in Machakos town. I am a father who has spent many nights awake, asking myself questions I cannot answer. My daughter, Lydia, is kind, educated, and hardworking. From a young age, she dreamed of a happy home, a loving husband, and children to raise with care. As her father, I believed her future would be bright. I never imagined I would one day watch her walk down the aisle again and again, only to return home broken each time.
Lydia’s first marriage filled us with joy. The family gathered, prayers were said, and we believed her happiness had finally come. But within a year, the marriage ended in pain and silence. We told ourselves it was just bad luck. The second marriage came with even more hope, and when it failed, we blamed incompatibility. By the third and fourth marriages, worry quietly entered our hearts, but we still believed things would change.…CONTINUE READING
