Great marriage story

WORTH A READ! :') Great marriage story

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

This might not be our story, but i never want to get dragged to this situation & i am sure we wont. But sometimes life comes up with these situations, where we need to prove our love. Trust me when ever it requires i will do anything to make you feel the same, as I do.

 Love you, My life, My Special SomeOne

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