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 chopsticks 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 carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.

She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever 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 body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. 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 in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside
the 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 lifted her up, 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 that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

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, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

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 carrying his mother out 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 in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.

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. 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's friend 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.

A CHRIST-CENTERED MARRIAGE IS A MARRIAGE THAT IS SURE TO LAST A LIFETIME.

So then, they are no longer two but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let not man separate. Matthew 19:6.

By Stephanie Halmilton

Please tell me this story is not true, coz am almost at the point of tears.

This is awesome but really really touchn. we must really learn 2 appreciate our loved ones whilst we can

so touching, And hope to make gud use of what i have gathered 4rm dis.

This is a lesson for everyone. I have pondered on it, and i couldnt help but cry. sometimes i ask myself if i had just a month to live, what would i do? Sometimes, we delay things when we r supposed to hasten up. We turn away from a relationship because of a mistake a spouse made. Sometimes we just throw away the most valuable thing we had for no reason at all or for reasons that seemed real to us.
Life is very easy. we are the ones who complicate it.

@janedaniel This is a lesson for everyone. I have pondered on it, and i couldnt help but cry. sometimes i ask myself if i had just a month to live, what would i do? Sometimes, we delay things when we r supposed to hasten up. We turn away from a relationship because of a mistake a spouse made. Sometimes we just throw away the most valuable thing we had for no reason at all or for reasons that seemed real to us.
Life is very easy. we are the ones who complicate it.

good talk

This same story, una go kill the story o! Una never tire to repeat am?

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.

So touching and too late to be forgiven by her.

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,

Poor woman, she covered his awful deed and still wish him great in the eyes of their son.

janedaniel:

This is a lesson for everyone. I have pondered on it, and i couldnt help but cry. sometimes i ask myself if i had just a month to live, what would i do? Sometimes, we delay things when we r supposed to hasten up. We turn away from a relationship because of a mistake a spouse made. Sometimes we just throw away the most valuable thing we had for no reason at all or for reasons that seemed real to us.
Life is very easy. we are the ones who complicate it.

Yea, you're right. We should live everyday of our life like we're going to die tomorrow.

Overanalysed and overead.

@ invisible, there will always be someone reading the story for the first time as am reading it for the first time.
Very touching.

It seems this is the latest story or mail in town.I have read it on several sites like yahoo, facebook and am seeing it here again.
It's a touching story anyway.

what a touching story,i am reading it for the first time. someone would really wonder whether it is a film or true life story. Men! your wife was a great woman.i wonder how many women can suffer through that and still help to keep the guy's integrity in front of the children. it is a great lesson for us all, both the men and the women.

Sometimes i wonder how it will just happen that someone whom u have claimed to love and promise to stay by all ur lifetime, would suddenly become a stranger to u or better still an enemy. you will just not want to be with the person again. could it be attributed to issues of sex, boredom, overfamiliarity, freedom, intruders, incompatibility awareness or what? House, can someone pls  give me an explanation for this?

This is very sad indeed. infidelity is a real destroyer of homes, may the Lord save our marriages in Jesus name. Whether true or not, such do happen in our society, even to a total breakdown of the home and maybe divorce. It was never intended to be like this, civilization has eroded the value of marriage. Let's be cautious with our marriages so that we can always tread the path of honour!

My first times reading this but soooo awesome!!!! Life is too short to be stuffing around, playing games, etc. You may be losing the best thing God blessed you with. How awesome for the son to remember his parents loving each other. Its never to late to make a positive change!

Okija_juju:

This na real "Stories that touch".

The story was a good read although very not believable, but it made an O.K read. Where the story went south for me was here;




Why would you go and ruin a good fiction with this religious crap?! Where in the story did they talk about Jesus.
You f-ucking christians are always bleeping up everything with your Jesus crap.
Now I hate the darn story!!

Is it good for you to hate? just for someone who expressed his opinion? Let there be tolerance so we can all learn! Christians are not expected to fight for their God, if indeed He is God He will fight for Himself, so don't start a battle you can't even stand to fight, not to mention win.

Na who be this NAMA!! Abeg drex go one side make I see road jor!!
Wetin bring fight enter the matter?! I dey talk say nothing concern Jesus with the story wey dem talk you dey talk about fight!! Anumani!!

I never said we want to fight. Just trying to let you know that due honour should be given to whom it is due by all means and in all ways even in a forum, or else one may set himself up for uneventful circumstances without even knowing from which side the troubles are coming, so my words were friendly words of advice never intended to the kind of outburst from you, calling me NAMA! Therefore I DON DREX GO ONE SIDE OH!

Thanks for the understanding, you are beloved. God bless.