Tuesday, January 22, 2008


Characters in story:
Husband: John
Wife: Sandra
Girlfriend: Dew

John is telling his story:

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn't love my wife anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly.

Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I did'nt have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a months time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door every morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest... I could smell the fragrance of her . I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realised she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gesture to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.

On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore. She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realise that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card.
I smiled and wrote: I'll carry you out every morning until deaths do us apart.

The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank, blah...blah. ..blah. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy.


waliz said...

what a story...! i cannot imagine how the husband have a heart to ask for a divorce! luckily the woman smart enough to give conditions like tht!

'i'm holding my breath till the last and finally happy wth the ending!

helloooo...anybody wants to carry me...hehehe!

Dann said...

hi waliz sweetie..
How much do you weigh?
take care and have a great time ;)

pamela jayne said...

Hi Dann lovely story made me cry at the end

WoW said...

dann it's a touching story. Are you based on some true one or it's just your own creation?

mr_viruz said...

wow touching realistic story dann well
now adays there are huge scale of husbnds and wife having divorce
it was normal maybe they are not just ment for each other so we really have think first before getting maried

mr_viruz said...

i just want to ask some advice from you i had a girl best friend we are realy close to each other but i didnt notice im falling inlove with her already actually its my first love now that i know i was afraid to say it to her cause it may just make a gap in our friendship . and beside he love other guy .a guy who is really better than me waht would i have to do/

bluedreamer27 said...

wow dude buddy thanks for sharing this wonderful story to us
you make open to what realities are going on now a days
marriage is sacred and more than a law
you are united with the words of God and God wont allow that to break up unless both of you are really meant for each other

mr. Nerd said...

Wonderful story with some very valid advice. gave You a digg. Is this a true story?

Hye said...

Hi Dann... Is this your story? Just kidding... Honestly, I hate mistresses... Too good the guy was able to wake up and realize that it's her wife that she loved.. I saw a movie once that flows like this.. I forgot the title. Nice story and hope every mistress will read this... why can't mistress find their own man, not the man of wives?


waliz said...

me only 44kg....hahaha..whu u asked? wanna carry me? *wink*

bluecrystaldude said...

I received this in my email box long ago. But it does makes me sad, or err, cry reading it again. *sigh*

mr_viruz said...

hey dann i would like to give you an exelence in writng awrd for your "leave the past bagged behind" post at my inmy mind blogsite i would like to ask a permission for me top post it there it will be posted with your account name

twinkletoe said...

ohh lovely story. gave me teary eyes. well done to the wife! good conditions and one smack on the head to the husband! pervert! lol

Dann said...

hey mr. viruz,,
Sorry for the late reply.. I was lil. busy with my college stuff..

For your problem:

First and foremost thing:
Always be optimistic and have spirit to win. Have positive vibe and attitude and one thing delete that comparing part out of your life (he's better or blah blah blah..)

Now lets come to the point..
You are afraid that if you propose/tell your friend about your feelings then your friendship may break..hmm.. Ok, then here's one quick advice for you:

Flirt with her and give her hints about your feelings.
Right now, yup right now buddy, send her one nice flirty sms.

Never hide your feelings for long or else you'll be sorry for your life-time.

You have entered the love battle. Give your best shot, buddy ..

About the post:

Yup buddy. ACCESS GRANTED ...:) It'll be my pleasure. Go on..

take care and have a great time ;)

mr viruz said...

thnk you dann that was really great advice your the best

about the award you can get it in my bolg
in my mind


vijay said...

really nice heart touching....its realy mean i will pray for ur life with happy....

vijay said...

really nice heart touching....its realy mean i will pray for ur life with happy....

vijay said...

really nice heart touching....its realy mean i will pray for ur life with happy....

eve said...

i love your story, it touched my heart.. i salute your wife dann.. she's like my mom!!

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shilpa said...

hi dann it s really heart touching story...thank you for this....
M happy for the happy ending...

Alok said...

Nice buddy....'love never dies'