A friend sent me this story, which I felt really touched by.
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.
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 travelling but always lose your way in anew city
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.
The happiest people in the world... are not those who have no problems, but those who learn to live with things that are less than perfect.
LOVE is not just between two lovers, husband and wife--it also encompass; mother, father and siblings, sisters and brothers, friends, neighbors and colleagues.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Someone said that if you love something greatly set it free. If it comes back to you, it's yours for life. If it doesn't come back, it never was yours in the first place.
When it comes to romantic relationships, some individuals become so highly motivated to find someone to love that they begin to violate well-known principles of freedom and respect in human interactions. That's like turning a fire hose on a flickering flame.
I heard about one young man who was determined to win the affection of a girl who refused to even see him. He decided that the way to her heart was through the mail, so he began writing her a love letter everyday. When she didn't respond, he increased his output to three notes every 24 hours.
In all, he wrote her more than 700 letters and as a result, she married the postman. That's the way the system works. Appearing too anxious and too available actually drives other people away rather attracting them into a committed relationship.
Romantic love is one of those rare human endeavours that succeed best when it requires the least effort. And remember that respect precedes love, and that relationships are constantly being tested by cautious lovers who like to nibble at the bait before swallowing the hook.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Human relations are always the most complicating, is it not? Sometimes you may be interested in someone only to be spurned. Other times you are the one spurning others' affections. Which is why it is so hard to find someone who really fits.
On the other hand, how perfect are we, really, that we always want someone who is perfect? I read somewhere recently that true love and a real relationship is not about finding a perfect person, but by accepting and loving an imperfect person perfectly. Well said!
Still, that is not to say we should settle for just anyone though. It is good to be discerning, but at the same time accept each other's differences, flaws and quirks. That is what being in a relationship is all about, is it not?
How many people actually have smooth-sailing relationships without any misunderstandings and quarrels? It all depends on how the parties communicate, compromise and giving and taking.
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.
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 travelling but always lose your way in a
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.
The happiest people in the world... are not those who have no problems, but those who learn to live with things that are less than perfect.
LOVE is not just between two lovers, husband and wife--it also encompass; mother, father and siblings, sisters and brothers, friends, neighbors and colleagues.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Someone said that if you love something greatly set it free. If it comes back to you, it's yours for life. If it doesn't come back, it never was yours in the first place.
When it comes to romantic relationships, some individuals become so highly motivated to find someone to love that they begin to violate well-known principles of freedom and respect in human interactions. That's like turning a fire hose on a flickering flame.
I heard about one young man who was determined to win the affection of a girl who refused to even see him. He decided that the way to her heart was through the mail, so he began writing her a love letter everyday. When she didn't respond, he increased his output to three notes every 24 hours.
In all, he wrote her more than 700 letters and as a result, she married the postman. That's the way the system works. Appearing too anxious and too available actually drives other people away rather attracting them into a committed relationship.
Romantic love is one of those rare human endeavours that succeed best when it requires the least effort. And remember that respect precedes love, and that relationships are constantly being tested by cautious lovers who like to nibble at the bait before swallowing the hook.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Human relations are always the most complicating, is it not? Sometimes you may be interested in someone only to be spurned. Other times you are the one spurning others' affections. Which is why it is so hard to find someone who really fits.
On the other hand, how perfect are we, really, that we always want someone who is perfect? I read somewhere recently that true love and a real relationship is not about finding a perfect person, but by accepting and loving an imperfect person perfectly. Well said!
Still, that is not to say we should settle for just anyone though. It is good to be discerning, but at the same time accept each other's differences, flaws and quirks. That is what being in a relationship is all about, is it not?
How many people actually have smooth-sailing relationships without any misunderstandings and quarrels? It all depends on how the parties communicate, compromise and giving and taking.
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