Dear Friends,
Here is a lovely story I came across, A lovely story - Very
Very Touching !!! This story tells us something about LOVE & LIFE. How are
expectations can be a mismatch if we are not ready to listen and understand.
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My husband is S/W Engineer by profession, I love him for his
steady nature and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad
shoulders.
Two years of courtship and now, five 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 divorce.
"Why?" he asked, shocked.
"I am tired. There are no reasons for everything in the
world!" I answered.
He kept silent the whole night, seemingly in deep thought.
My feeling of disappointment only increased. Here was a man who was not able to
even express his predicament, so what else could I expect from him?
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 me?"
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 colour of flowers, just like the colour
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, and if you are satisfied, please open the front
door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk...
I rushed 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 in very small and cheeky
forms. It has never been a model. It could be the dullest and most 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 LIFE
So what are you cribbing and complaining in life.. find the
best in your parters, appreciate and acknowledge it ... today... now.
