MARRIED COUPLE, this is worth reading.
My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love
him for his steady nature, and I love the warm
feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.
Three years of courtship and now, two years into
marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of
it. The reasons of me loving him before,
has now transformed into the cause of all my
restlessness.
I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive
when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I
yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning
for candy. My husband, is my complete
opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of
bringing romantic moments into our marriage has
disheartened me about love.
One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision,
that I wanted a divorce. “Why?” he asked, shocked. “I am
tired, there are
no reasons for everything in the world!” I
answered. He kept silent the whole night, seems to
be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all
times. My feeling of disappointment only
increased, here was a man who can’t even express his
predicament, what else can I hope from him?
And finally he asked me:” What can I do to change
your mind?”
Somebody said it right, it’s hard to change a
person’s personality, and I guess, I have started
losing faith in him. Looking deep into his eyes I slowly
answered : “Here is the question, if you can
answer and convince my heart, I will change my
mind, Let’s say, I want a flower located on the face
of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that
picking the flower will cause your death, will you
do it for me?” He said :” I will give you your answer
tomorrow….” My hopes just sank by
listening to his response.
I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and
saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting,
underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near
the front door, that goes…. My dear, “I would not pick that
flower for you, but please allow me to
explain the reasons further..” This first line was
already breaking my heart. I continued reading.
“When you use the computer you always mess up
the Software programs, and you cry in front of the
screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help to
restore the programs. You always leave the
house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to
rush home to open the door for you. You love
traveling but always lose your way in a new city, I
have to save my eyes to show you the way. You
always have the cramps whenever your “good friend”
approaches every month, I have to save my
palms so that I can calm the cramps in your
tummy.
You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will
be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my
mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom.
You always stare at the computer, and
that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to
save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help
to clip your nails, and help to remove those
annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand
while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine
and the beautiful sand… and tell you the
color of flowers, just like the color of the glow on
your young face… Thus, my dear, unless I am sure
that there is someone who loves you more than I
do… I could not pick that flower yet, and die.. ”
My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his
handwriting… and as I continue on reading…
“Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if
you are satisfied, please open the front door for I
am standing outside bringing your favorite bread
and fresh milk… I rush to pull open the door, and
saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the
milk bottle and loaf of bread….
Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me
as much as he does, and I have decided to leave
the flower alone…
That’s life, and love. When one is surrounded by
love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends
to ignore the true love that lies in between
the peace and dullness.
Love shows up in all forms, even very small and
cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could
be the most dull and boring form.. . flowers, and
romantic moments are only used and appear on the
surface of the relationship. Under all this, the
pillar of true love stands… and that’s our life…
Love, not words win arguments…
