The Widow, The Divorcee and The Single Mother

Hi everyone. Today's topic is quite weird and reactive. The question here is, 'Can you marry a widow, a divorcee or a good woman who is not married but has a child (in other words, a single mother). Remember, my last series featured ladies who talked about what inspired them. This series will feature the gentlemen of the house, lol. So this is the 1st part, I really can't tell how many parts it will end up in because the topic seems more than interesting to me and even those that have voiced out their opinions on this issue feel the same way about it. Enjoy!

Rotimi Okungbaye said, 'I don't know about marrying a divorcee. If her husband is still alive, the Bible is against divorce. I can marry a widow because there is nothing holding her down. She is sober and it is not against Biblical injunctions. A good woman with a child, it's fine. If there are no ties binding.' (@OkungbayeRotimi)

Adebiyi Wajud said, 'I can, if she loves me as much as I love her. Hmmmmm...that of a good woman, any man would like to marry a 'good woman' so to say. I can marry a widow, if we are both in love and I see what I want in my woman in her, we are good. I can marry a divorcee, not because she is a divorcee but because she possesses the qualities of my kind of a woman. I will gladly marry what another man has lost' (@wajudnickspayne)

Balogun Ifeoluwadayo said, 'If I truly love her, I will marry her. Love has no boundaries, love is not determined by any of these. I will marry her if I really love her.' (@Iamfynjay)

To me, these are just funny. There is more to come, have a most beautiful night!

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