venerdì 16 novembre 2012

The intelligence of a woman



While my wife served dinner, I took her hand and said, I need to talk: She nodded and eat without telling nothing. I  saw the pain in her eyes , that pain than suddenly  While my wife served dinner, I took her hand and said'' I need to talk.'' blocked my mouth . I plucked up my courage and said: I want a divorce. She didn't was disgusted by my question and asked softly: Why?''.  We don't talked that night  more and she cried all night .I knew that she wanted to understand what was happening to our marriage, but I couldn't answer. I had lost my heart because of another woman ... Joan! Now i didn't loved more my wife ... I just made so much trouble. I felt guilty, which why I signed the act of separation ,that she remain at home, in cars and 30% of our shop. She when  saw the act ripping to pieces! '' How! We had spent ten years of our life together and we were reduced to two complete strangers!. I am so sorry for all this time she had wasted with me, for all her energy ,but 'I couldn't do anything about this. I loved Joan! Suddenly my wife began screaming and crying continuously to vent her anger and disappointment. The idea of ​​divorce was becoming reality. The next day I went to house and met her sitting at the desk in the bedroom writing .I didn't eat dinner and went to bed .I was very tired after a long day with Joan. During the night I woke up and I saw my wife always there sitting wrote . I turned around and continued to sleep. In the morning my wife present her conditions for accepting the separation. She didn't wanted the house, didn't want the car, nor the store , only one month's notice .The months that  was going to start the next day. Moreover want in that month we lived as if nothing had happened! Her reasoning was simple: Our son had the exams at school  this month and we didn't distract him with our problems. I agreed but she made a further request: You have to remember the day we were married, when you took me in her arms and  hold on in our bedroom for the first time, in this month ,every morning you have to pick me up and you have to let me out on front the door. I thought ,she did lost her mind, but I agreed for didn't to ruin the summer holidays of my son to pass on  peace this time .I told to Joanne that she burst into laughter, saying:'' No matter what tricks  had inventing your wife, tell her that now you're mine, she have to accept this!''. My wife and I had a long time that didn’t have more 'intimate, so when picked her up on the first day we were both embarrassed , our son instead walked behind us cheering and saying:'' Great Dad,' he took my mother in his arms! ' . 'His words were like a knife in my heart .I walked ten meters with my wife in my arms, she closed her eyes and said in a low voice:'' Don’t tell him anything about the divorce , please . I agreed with a nod, a bit 'irritated, and I left the door. She came out and went to take the bus to go to work. The second day we were both more' relaxed ,she support  to my chest and  I  smell her perfume on my shirt , i realized it ,was so long time since I looked  her. I realized that I was no longer so young , a few wrinkles, few gray hairs.! I noted the damage that I had done, but what could I do to reduce it ? On the fourth day, taking her in my arms like every morning I felt that intimacy' was returning between us , she was the woman who had given ten years of her life, her youth, a son  and in the days to follow we approached more and more. 'I said nothing to Joan for respect, every day was more easy to pick her up and months passed slowly .I thought that was getting used to raise it, and so with each passing day it felt more light .One morning she was choosing what to wear , she had tried everything, but no the garment was fine and complaints, and said:'' My clothes  are all so big. There I realized that she had lost weight so  here cause I looked so 'light! Suddenly I realized that had entered depression too much pain and too much suffering I thought .Without realizing I touched her hair ,our child within suddenly in our room and said:'' Dad it’s time to bring my mother in your arms (for him was becoming a fundamental moment of his life.) My wife embraced strong and I turned my head , but inside I felt a shiver change the way I seen divorce.  Now pick her up and take her out began to be for me as the first time I took her in the house when we got married. Without moving my arms around I embraced , and I felt that was light and delicate , I felt like crying! The last day I did the same thing and said : I had not realized how i had lost intimacy with you.  My son  gone to school and I took him with the car  my wife rest at home . I walked over to the workplace, but at some point i past near the house of Joan , I stopped and ran down the stairs, she opened the door and I said to her: Forgive me  but I do not want to divorce by my wife. She looked me and said: Are you crazy? I replied: No.  I just  love my wife , it was a moment of boredom and routine that we had removed  but now I understand the true values ​​of life, from the day that I hold on her  in my arm I realized that I had to do watching and looking for the rest of my life! Joan cried and pull a slap and she entered at house slamming in the face the door. I down the stairs quickly, I went in the car and I stopped at a shop flowers . l bought a bouquet of roses and the girl in the shop told me what we write on the ticket ? I told her: I'll hold on my arms each  day of my life until death do us part. I came running at home  and went up the stairs and race I ran in the room happy and with a smile on the lips , but my wife was on the ground, dead ..!. She was fighting against cancer  and instead I was busy spending time with Joan without even seen that.  Her  to make me worth didn’t told me so, she knew that was dying and that's why  asked a month …only a month , so that our son wouldn’t remain a bad memory of our wedding ,so that' our son did not suffer. That our son remained imprinted memory of a wonderful father and a lover of his mother .This  details that count in a relationship ,not the house ,not the car ,not the money ,those are things that seem to create ephemeral union and instead separate. Try always to keep the happy marriage ,remembering always the first day of this beautiful love story. Sometimes we don’t give the right value to what we have until we lose it.

















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