Sunday, December 20, 2009

Losing the "romance"

This was emailed to me by a friend...
Touchy story that will melt your heart.

Here it goes...

My 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 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,
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 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, a
nd 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 saved 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 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

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 conntinue 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 most dull 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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