Good for everyone to read. When I got home that night. My wife was serving dinner. I held her hand and said. I have something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly again, I noticed the pain in her eyes. Suddenly I did not know what to say to that. I just knew I had to tell her what I think to be. I want a divorce I started as a simple conversation. She is unfazed by my words. Instead, I calmly asked, Why?. I avoided her question And that makes her angry She threw the disposable chopsticks and shouted at me. Son! That night we talked, she was crying, I knew she wanted to know what happened to our marriage. But I could not give a satisfactory answer to her. I have lost my love for Jane. I do not love you anymore. I just pity her! I drafted a divorce agreement with enormous guilt. The contract stated that she would own our home. Our car, and 30% stake in the company, she read it superficially then tore it into pieces. Woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time. But I was not able to say that I got a divorce with her. Im very fond of Jane. Finally, she burst into tears in front of me. As I recall that earlier. For me, she is like a cry of liberation. The idea of divorce which had me confused for several weeks. Now it seems to be clear and precise. The next day I came home very late and found her writing something at the table. I did not eat supper. But on to the couch and fell asleep quickly. Because I was tired after a hectic day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still sitting at the table writing. I just can not ignore her, so I rolled off to sleep. In the morning she filed her divorce conditions. She did not want anything from me. I just had to let you know, a month before I divorce her. She requested that in that one month period. We were both going to try to live a normal life as possible pairs. She argues that simple Because our son was going out. And she does not want to divorce his exam our prejudice. Here is the deal with her hair. She asked me to remember our wedding day, the couple and asked me to remember a time when I picked her to head home on the day we were married by me to carry her out of our bedroom to the front door of the house. day At the time of the last month of our marriage. I thought she was crazy, but I agreed to her request. I told Jane about my wifes divorce conditions. Jane laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. Not that my wife uses guile what she has. It just does not make her avoid divorce. Jane said scornfully My wife and I have not touched this since I was intent on divorce. So when I carried her out the door the first day. We were both so awkward Our son clapped behind. Holding my mother is waiting, said he made me feel pain. Distance from the bedroom to the living room and went to the door. I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; Do not tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I let her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to go to work. I drove alone to the office. On the second day we were both less tense. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I had not looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I felt that she was not young anymore. A wrinkle on her face. Her hair was turning gray! Our marriage has made her go weak. Minutes, I asked myself. How can I make her like this. On the fourth day, when I picked her up. I feel that we are bound to backfire. This is a woman who had given ten years of life, she gave me. On the fifth and sixth I realize that our commitments even more so. I did not tell Jane about this. Increases as time passes The carrying her to the front door, it felt easier. I exercise every morning with her in his arms might make me stronger. Her choose an outfit for her to wear one morning. I try to put it, this is long, but it does not look pleasant. Then she sighed My set loose to me, It was then that I found out that her body down there that has ruined. That is the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly, I understood everything. Hide the hurt in her heart and a lot of bitterness. I held my hand out and touched her head that I did not intend. Our son has been interrupted. He says its time for me to carry her away. To my son saw me carrying his mother out to become a part of his life was gone. My wife beckoning him to come and hug him tight, I turn away for fear that I will change my mind about the divorce in the last minute. I wrapped her up into Picked her out of the bedroom. Through the living room to the door Put her hand on my neck softly and naturally. I hugged her tightly Everything happens as our wedding day. But the weight of a feather to her makes me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms. I could barely walk out one step. Our son to school, I held her tightly and said, I did not noticed that our life lacked intimacy. Then I quickly drove to the office. Jumping out of the car quickly, did not get to lock the door. Im afraid if I do not delay I will change my mind again ... I went upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Im sorry, but I change my mind about the divorce, Jane. She looked at me with a puzzled Then reached my forehead. You are sick or not? She asked me to pull her hand out, Excuse me, Jane, but I would not divorce his wife. Marriage, it could turn into a boring because she and I did not value the details of our lives. But I am not tired of life, for we do not love each other. Now I understand that When I hold you in the day of our wedding. I was supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seems to understand everything immediately. She slapped me and he glows, then slammed the door shut. Jane collapsed in tears I walked downstairs and drove away. Arrived at the flower shop I bought a bouquet of flowers for my wife. Young staff at the store, I asked her to write on the card says. I smiled and wrote, Ill carry you out the door every morning. Until we die together. That evening I returned home, I hold flowers in hand. I had a smile on his face I ran up the stairs ... only to find my wife in bed, she was not breathing, my wife was battling cancer for several months. While I was too busy with Jane than to recognize the symptoms of her. She knew she was dying and she wanted to help me get away from the bad feelings of the son he would have on me if we divorced from each other. ... Because at least in the eyes of my son. I have a husband who loves her care. Actually, the little details of your life. Is something that is vital to life is not a big mansion. No, not money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness. But can not give happiness in themselves. So find time to be a friend by your side. And do those little things for each other. Have a happy married life! If you do not publish this message out. It did not hurt you But if you do, you just might save a couple more pairs. Many people give up on his life, he never even know they were close at hand happy. translate by google tanslate by Anong
Posted on: Thu, 11 Dec 2014 12:59:56 +0000
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