Dinidivorce na kita!!!!

[tonychel]

OK. Now I got your attention.

Here's something I want to share for married, not married and soon to be
married.

Marriage and Divorce

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, she had lost my heart to Drew. I didn't love
her 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 love Drew 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 didn't have supper but went
straight to  sleep  and fell asleep very fast because
I was tired after an eventful day  with Drew.

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.

to be continued.....

[tonychel]

She requested that in that one month we both struggle
to live as  normal a life as possible. Her reasons
were simple: our son had his exams in a  month's 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 out
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 ever
morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make
our last days together bearable I accepted  her
odd request.

I told Drew 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 mommy 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 blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this
woman carefully for a long time. I realized 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.

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more!!! 

[tonychel]

On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense
of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Drew
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 mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying
his mother out had become  an essential part of his
life. My wife gestured 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. Drew opened the door and I said to
her, Sorry, Drew, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my
forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her
hand off my head. Sorry, Drew, 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
realize that since I carried her into my home on our
wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do
us apart.


Drew 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 death do us apart.



The small details of your lives are what really matter
in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car,
property, the money in the bank, etc. 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. Do have a real happy
marriage!

If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage.

Have a great day! 

[Cherryl]

bes TC ang haba naman nakakapagod basahin...pero binasa ko rin ayaw ko kasing madivorce ako... `o)).ahaha.....

[SoyTee]

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.

ehem. 

ayaw nyo pa nun??? 

[SoyTee]

pwede bang divorce kahit di pa kasal 

[neilski "mr.pogi"]

bago un soytee ah.. 

pwedi siguro 

[Cherryl]

soy tee, gusto mo try ko....

[neilski "mr.pogi"]

kanino mo naman po itatry miss claudine?

[Cherryl]

eh di sa asawa koh....he!he!he!  joke...baka ako ang idivorce..kawawa naman ako....

[neilski "mr.pogi"]

eh di sa asawa koh....he!he!he!  joke...baka ako ang idivorce..kawawa naman ako....

hala... bad un.. hehehe..

knock on the woods...