[b]MARRIAGE

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!

Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.


Before you divorce that woman or man think of what brought you together and the years you have spent getting used to each other, Divorce is not worth the effort cuz that new man or woman might be a devil in disguise.[/b]

am speechless

damn
she was really strong

Honestly,it is a very interesting story and a good therapy for every couple experiencing crisis in their home, not only those who has a divorce or relationship break up notice.

I must commend the woman for the patience and wisdom she applied. I will say she is a virtous woman.

As for ladies that derive joy in breaking people's home. I want to say that one day, they will stand before God to give account of their existing here on earth.


Finally, I want to say this, whatever problem one has in relationship. One should remember the love that brought the two together and also compare your problem with God to see if it is bigger than God, then you know that God cannot settles it.


"Love cover multitude of sin"

@poster, we have seen this same story before on nairaland.

This is a big lesson!

I most confess, i was touched by d whole story even dough i aint married. Anyways i kinda learnt sum new tins. Thnx

Hmmm.

Moment of silence.

The best thing that I have read all year.

I must say.

There are things you should never take for granted.

Before you divorce that woman or man think of what brought you together and the years you have spent getting used to each other, Divorce is not worth the effort cuz that new man or woman might be a devil in disguise.

You can say that again.

Even if you want to get a divorce, hook up with a woman better than your wife. Never lower your standards.
Food for thought.

Who says there is no hell on earth?

@Ayh and Blazay, Dat one thing about life oooo, When i came across the story all i did was to look around and discovered that most divorce cases are baseless.

We have so many rebellious posters on Nairaland, cant u people be matured once in ur life? Dis is a great piece dat we all can learn from, and wat do we have here notin but silly comments from some bunch of rebellious posters. May God help us

Sighs. Interesting piece read again but still inspires everytime you read it.

a sad sob story,
it touched me in all the very wrong places

OP,
Did u copy this from some1 or u composed it urself?

palma is either u re new or u h'v not been reading thread on NL because dis story has been posted more than 5 times. Although it is an interesting story , but i will tell seun not 2 allow dis thread 2 be posted by any1 cos i am tried of reading it. (OLD NEWS)

palma do u know dis family 2 well cos i will like 2 ask dem some question if yes give me dere address or fone nos. Is de wife death or u have n't watch de part 2 of de movie.

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palma is either u re new or u h'v not been reading thread on NL because dis story has been posted more than 5 times. Although it is an interesting story , but i will tell seun not 2 allow dis thread 2 be posted by any1 cos i am tried of reading it. (OLD NEWS)

well that's ur headache not mine. Infact if its posted 20times i don't care, I am sharing only wat i saw posted and i am only sharing it with those that knows it's value.

M M M:

palma do u know dis family 2 well cos i will like 2 ask dem some question if yes give me dere address or fone nos. Is de wife death or u have n't watch de part 2 of de movie.

Mr or Mrs or Miss did you actually read the topic before posting or are just trying to create an awareness for yourself? If i said i am touched by the story could i have been the one to write it? I am just sharing and those that cares cares.

What a sad story

Many lessons to learn from the story.

The sad news is that most of the people feeling this story now will forget "the lessons" of this story as soon as they close their internet browser.

This is really sad yet thought provoking story to all.I have been touched by this as this isn't the first time I read this and in fact,even forwarded to some of my friends even at least save some marriages at risk.Why do people realized his/her faults when it's too late?Why do we feel the importance of someone in our lives when she/he is no longer around?

but i will tell seun not 2 allow dis thread 2 be posted by any1 cos i am tried of reading it. (OLD NEWS)

too old to be new, we need interesting topics on NL,

The pain we cause each other in the name of marriage. Love especially pledged love should not be so easy to let go of.

Am too emotional for this ......... tanks for sharing again