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Cant Fight The Tears by Blemex: 1:57am On Aug 13, 2012 |
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the spoon and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had escorted her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month's duration I carefully walk her out of our bedroom to the front door every morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn't had any physical contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I held her by the shoulders and walked her out of the room with care, on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, ‘daddy is so gentle to mommy.’ His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I left her at the main door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. On the fourth day, when I was walking with her (one arm around her shoulder), I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized how much time we have spent together to make this house and to set our lives and sense of guilt grew. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to take care of her and walk easily beside her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday routine made me it easier now. She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin. Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father walking beside his mother so lovingly had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her with my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. I held her tightly; it was just like our wedding day. But her much lighter self made me sad. On the last day, when I held her with my arms I could hardly move a step. sense of guilt was tremendous. I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore. She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart. That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband.... The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. Years after we get married we stop caring for each other like we used to do in the initial days. we start to ignore and take each other for granted. result is boredom. just a bit of caring and sharing can set things right. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse, friend, family and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage! If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you. If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by azpekuliar: 2:09am On Aug 13, 2012 |
Fiction or not, very touching. A lesson in there for everyone. |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by bendazum: 4:34am On Aug 13, 2012 |
@ op. Please summarize. I can't find my glasses. |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by bendazum: 4:34am On Aug 13, 2012 |
@ op. Please summarize. I can't find my glasses. |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by ATMC(f): 5:55am On Aug 13, 2012 |
Divorce can be d worst or d best thing dt can happen to a marriage depending...in this case it'd have been d worst...selflessness defined |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by 190theclown: 6:01am On Aug 13, 2012 |
ATM-Card |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by DExplorer1: 6:39am On Aug 13, 2012 |
OP, what's the title of the book? |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by Blemex: 7:09am On Aug 13, 2012 |
D-Explorer:Dunno, i came across it n felt its gud i share it. |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by DExplorer1: 7:16am On Aug 13, 2012 |
Blemex:That's ok lass, got you. |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by EmmaUG: 7:25am On Aug 13, 2012 |
Is this Hollywood or Nollywood,is seems much like hollywood story nice one sha |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by ATMC(f): 8:02am On Aug 13, 2012 |
190-the-clown:How u come about dt? |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by Blemex: 8:09am On Aug 13, 2012 |
ATMC: How u come about dt?c me c ? o. Shey u no dey read articles ni. |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by 190theclown: 8:29am On Aug 13, 2012 |
ATMC: How u come about dt? Isn't that yo name |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by Idowuogbo(f): 8:30am On Aug 13, 2012 |
Shyte wo lon chat laro yi na! |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by JameyMaxwell(m): 8:42am On Aug 13, 2012 |
If to say na yoruba woman, she 4 don poison the guy food tey tey. Nyce stori shaaaa.... |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by ikechukz(m): 9:04am On Aug 13, 2012 |
copy and paste things.e no dey hard. |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by Nobody: 9:06am On Aug 13, 2012 |
am not married bt that piece got me crying like a baby.... Men this days ar so nt caring anymore. Hw can u live wit smbdy and nt discover that they ar gradualy loosing d touch of life |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by cindyrella(f): 9:07am On Aug 13, 2012 |
Very touching story. *sobs* |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by Blemex: 11:04am On Aug 13, 2012 |
Idowuogbo: Shyte wo lon chat laro yi na!meaning pls... |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by Blemex: 11:06am On Aug 13, 2012 |
ikechukz: copy and paste things.e no dey hard.Doz it mata? Wat u nid 2 knw is LEARN EITHER ONE OR TWO LESSONS |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by amyg(f): 4:24pm On Aug 13, 2012 |
How many times do I have 2 read dis story?(recycle).d same guys dat post it find it hard 2 practice it. |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by Blemex: 9:37pm On Aug 23, 2012 |
amyg: How many times do I have 2 read dis story?(recycle).d same guys dat post it find it hard 2 practice it.google it or u shd ask opele. |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by commited(m): 1:40am On Aug 24, 2012 |
am touched. I love it n 4eva will b in me. |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by amyg(f): 10:57am On Sep 07, 2012 |
Blemex:Na wao,Btw who is opele |
Re: Cant Fight The Tears by mspookie: 11:06am On Sep 07, 2012 |
Thread recycling is now trending on nairaland |
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