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Sun, 01 Aug 2010 06:30:56 -0400

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 a lovely girl called Dew. I did’nt 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 Dew 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 did’nt have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. 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 months time and she did’nt 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 everyday 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 Dew 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 mummy 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 realised 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 Dew 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 mum 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 had’nt 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. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore. She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, 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 any more. Now I realise that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Dew 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. 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, blah..blah..blah. 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!

30 DAYS

Sun, 01 Aug 2010 06:28:14 -0400

30 Days…. Falling in Love in 30days……………… Hope this wont happened to you….. Message: can any message be more touching than this? Daniel : I guess we are the left overs in this world. Jasmine: I think so.. All of my friends have boyfriends & we are the only 2 persons left in this world without any special someone in our lives. Daniel: Yup! I don’t know what to do. Jasmine : I know! We’ll play a game. Daniel: What game? Jasmine : I’ll be your girlfriend for 30 days & you will be my boyfriend. Daniel: That’s a great plan in fact, I don’t have anything to do for the following weeks.. DAY 1: They watched their first movie together & were both touched in the romantic film. DAY 4: They went to the beach & had a picnic… Daniel & Jasmine had their quality time together. DAY 12: Daniel invited Jasmine to a circus and they went to a Horror House.. Jasmine was scared and she tried to touch Daniel’s hand but by accident she touched someone else’s and they both laughed.. DAY 14: They saw a fortune teller down the road and asked for their future. The fortune teller said: “My darlings, please don’t waste the time of your lives… spend your time together happily.” Then tears flow from the teller’s eyes. DAY 20: Jasmine invited Daniel to go to the hill and they saw a meteor… Jasmine mumbled something. DAY 28: They rode on a bus and because of the bumpy road, Jasmine gave her first kiss to Daniel by accident. DAY 29: 11:37 pm Daniel & Jasmine were sitting in the park where they first decided to play this game… Daniel : I’m tired Jasmine… do you want any drinks? I’ll buy you one.. I’ll just go down the road.. Jasmine: Apple juice would be fine,thanks.. Daniel : Wait for me… 20 minutes later… a stranger approched Jasmine. Stranger : Are you a friend of Daniel? Jasmine: Yes, why? What happened? Stranger : A reckless drunken driver ran over Daniel & he is critical in the hospital. 11:57pm The doctor came out from the emergency room & handed out an apple juice & a letter to Jasmine. Doctor : We found this in Daniel’s pocket. Jasmine read the letter which says: Jasmine, this past few days, I realized you are really a cute girl & I am falling for you.. your cherished smile, your everything when we played this game.. & before this game ends, I would like you to be my girlfriend for the rest of my life. I love you, Jasmine… Jasmine crumples the paper & shouted.. “Daniel! I don’t want you to die…I love you… Remember that night we saw a meteor? I mumbled something.. I wished that we would be together forever & never end this game. Please don’t leave me, Daniel… I love you, you cannot do this to me Then the clock strikes 12 Daniel’s heart stop pumping THEN IT WAS THE 30th DAY… ************************************************************************************************************** Always love your loved ones & show them how you feel before it’s too late.. You will never know when they will be gone from your embrace… If you were given a time to bestow petals of everlasting compassion & love to your love ones, today is the day. Love them while they are still here…