A Shocking Story for Married Couples
Sometimes we (husbands) are blind to
see the goodness of our spouses
and deaf to hear their kind words for us.
Read this heart-felt shocking story and revitalize your relationships
with your beloved spouse.
A MUST READ FOR HUSBANDS
husband is an
engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the
warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders. Three years of
courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I
am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before has now
transformed into the cause of all my restlessness. I am a sentimental
woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my
feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning
for candy. My husband is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity,
and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has
disheartened me about love.
One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a
"Why?" he asked, shocked.
"I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!" I
He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted
cigarette at all times. My feeling of disappointment only increased, here
was a man who can't even express his predicament, what else can I hope
And finally he asked me:" What can I do to change your mind?"
Somebody said it right, it's hard to change a person's personality, and I
guess, I have started losing faith in him.
Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered : "Here is the question, if
you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let's say, I
want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are
sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for
He said:" I will give you your answer tomorrow...." My hopes just sank by
listening to his response.
I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with
his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table
near the front door, that goes....
My dear, "I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to
explain the reasons further.." This first line was already breaking my
heart. I continued reading..... "When you use the computer you always mess
up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I have to
save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs. You always
leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to
open the door for you. You love traveling but always lose your way in a
new city , I have to save my eyes to show you the way. You always have the
cramps whenever your "good friend" approaches every month, I have to save
my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your Tummy. You like to stay
indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have
to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom. You
always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes,
I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your
nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold
your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and
the beautiful sand... and tell you the color of flowers, just like the
color of the glow on your young face...
Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more
than I do... I could not pick that flower yet, and die.."
My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting... and
as I continue on reading...
"Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied,
please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your
favorite bread and fresh milk...
I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly
with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread...
Now, I am very sure that
no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave
the flower alone. That's life, and love. When one is surrounded by love,
the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true
love that lies in between the peace and dullness.
Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never
been a model, it could be the dullest and boring form. Flowers, and
romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the
relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands... and that's
our life... Love, not words win arguments...
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