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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.
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…
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