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Life Talk!

To those who are married,not married and soon to be married find time to read...




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 Dew. 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 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 didn't 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
month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken

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 every morning. I  thought she was going
crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd

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 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

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

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 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

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, and 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 realize 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

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.

08:22 AM May 24 2008 |

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The small details of your lives are what really matters in a relationship. It is not the mansion,the car,property,the money in the bank.blah,blah,blah.These create an environment condusive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. DO have a real happy marriage….

08:29 AM May 24 2008 |

Jane Doe

Jane Doe


Oh My that is so beautiful..it's actually made me cry ;)

thanks for sharing! 

08:58 AM May 24 2008 |



Saudi Arabia

i am shy to say  it , but actually .  I cried also   

thank you pretty wife , you are really pretty wife 

I'll  never forget this story and for sure I will share it with my husband .   


07:10 PM May 24 2008 |



wow, you could make a film!

I hope you'll keep on in this way! 

07:21 PM May 24 2008 |




What should I say? I cried when I read that! I will give that story to all my friends (specially men, who have wife as a housewife, they usually forget that they have a beatiful and great wife at home!)

11:05 PM May 24 2008 |





11:05 PM May 24 2008 |




Thanks! It's a great story! I hope this story will be a good example for everybody to follow.

09:00 AM May 25 2008 |



Saudi Arabia


nice story, i was crying :)


every women hate this word except who desnot like her hasband.Divorse decision should be taken when the marrage live reach the end.this decistion can be taken to avoid living with bad or un applicaple person either male or famle.the poeple have the chance to have Homogeneous live with the scond marrage


10:29 AM May 25 2008 |



I have read this story in the Christianster but it worth sharing.Good job!

12:50 PM Jun 14 2008 |

fanni szabo


nice story! thanks for sharing

02:45 PM Jun 14 2008 |