I come from a very strange and unimaginable family that appears to be rooted in curses probably brought by our grandparents
Imagine I am the sixth born. I have four brothers. All of them have money and drive big cars but have no wives. They have had marriages twice or three times. Their wives leave after almost one year every time. My sisters in law say they feel a bad energy in the home that makes them uneasy. They cannot explain it. They just leave.
But I have been married for fourteen years. Fourteen years with the same man. Fourteen years of peace and respect. Fourteen years of children who know their mother and father hold hands at night. All thanks to the marriage spells and the wisdom of Shaba Mangube doctors.
Our family pattern looked impossible to break
Growing up I saw sorrow every few years. My older brother would get married. The marriage would last eleven months. Then suddenly the wife would pack and return home. No reason. No conflict. Just silence and a closed door.
Then another brother would get engaged and married. Twelve months later the same story. My parents would cry, ask for explanations, go to church or mosque. They even visited shrines and chiefs. Nothing worked.
I wondered if the land we lived on was cursed. If our grandparents had done something we did not know. Maybe it was a family secret buried with them. The way brides ran away made me sick to my stomach.
I loved love. I loved the idea of being with one person forever. But I saw fear in my husband’s eyes when he looked at me. He was also afraid this would happen to us.
When he asked me to marry him I was scared
When he first asked me to marry him, I said yes but wanted to wait. I told him I grew up in a home where marriage was a cycle of pain. He understood. Instead of walking away, he said he would do whatever it takes to stop the pain.
That is when we found the Shaba Mangube doctors. They were known across our region for bringing blessings and healing families. Some of their clients said they had years of peace after nothing worked anywhere else.
I was hesitant. I grew up in a house where everyone said magic could be evil. But this was different. We spoke with the doctor. He asked about our family history. He listened without judgment. He said the energy in our family line needed healing and protection.
He offered a marriage blessing spell that rooted love, respect and loyalty into the couple’s life. He said he did not cast spells to control people but to heal hearts and remove ancestral blocks.
He asked for small offerings from our farm and kitchen. No weird rituals. No expensive items. Just honesty, prayer and faith.
The spell gave us peace before marriage
He asked us to fast and pray for seven days. He gave us two small charms to wear as rings. He said they were keys to open the door of blessing. He blessed them and told us to wear them and speak daily words of unity.
I remember the first night he placed the charm on my finger. It felt cool and gentle. I looked into my husband’s eyes. I saw relief. He took my hand and we prayed together softly.
Once the charms were on, I felt a calm fill me. I felt seen and secure.
We had our wedding and no curse appeared
Our wedding day came and passed like a dream. No drama. No accident. No feeling of being watched or uneasy. I looked at my brothers and felt sorry for them but grateful for us.
In the first year we laughed and cried together as couples do. But the old fear stayed in the back of my mind. I remembered my sisters in law running away and my mother weeping.
On our one year anniversary the spell we carried did not break. Instead we smiled at each other and whispered thank you.
The years that followed felt magical
Year two I noticed something else. Even when we argued about money or chores we made up by dawn. We spoke with respect. We prayed together. We never spoke badly of each other even when tired or angry.
Year three I found out I was pregnant with our second child. My husband held my stomach and whispered his love. That charm on my finger glowed in the sun.
By year five our marriage had the flowing energy that makes your home feel warm. Friends came to eat and always stayed longer. My mother would visit and smile. She told me she felt the house was healed.
Meanwhile my brothers were still struggling. Their marriages lasted less than twelve months. Some of them hid their wives under wraps when they came home.
The spell healed the family line
At our tenth anniversary my husband and I returned to Shaba Mangube doctors. We offered thanksgiving and gifts. He told us the family spirit was healed. The doctor said our bond had healed the block in our line and that our children would not suffer the same fate.
That year baby number four came into the world. My mother wept tears of joy. She said the curse was broken.
I want to help others like me
Today I speak to women who are afraid to marry or remarry because of family history. I tell them about my husband and about Shaba Mangube doctors. I warn them to do background checks and choose someone who believes in rooting love and healing.
I tell them the magic we used was gentle. It was prayer. It was intention. It was believing that curses are not destiny.
I have friends in other towns who have used similar spells. Their stories match. One friend in Nairobi has been married five years after seven broken engagements. Another in Mombasa walked away from divorce because no there was no separation of soul in her family.
I do not sell spells. I only share from my heart.
If you come from a family that mourn marriages remember this
You are not broken. You are not cursed. You are loved. There is hope.
A marriage spell is not about modern magic or enchantment. It is about healing old wounds and giving space for love to grow.
Shaba Mangube doctors helped me heal my line. They helped me stop watching my husband leave at a year. They helped me breathe again.
Today we feel blessed
Fourteen years of marriage. Four children. A home full of laughter. A family now known for stability. A line that has found peace.
My house feels warm. I feel proud. I feel loved.
If you are reading this and you are afraid of marriage because of your family history do something even small.
Pray. Speak words of love. Invite healing energy. And if you want support seek help from someone you trust.
I promise love can be stronger than curses. I promise that with faith and gentle steps we can change our story.
Marriage is the greatest blessing we give our children. It is the greatest lesson we give our future.
And after fourteen years, I can say ours is built to last.
