You should read this whether you are single or married. That night when I got home my wife served me dinner, then I grabbed her hand and told her that I have something to tell her. She sat down and kept eating her dinner quietly. As I watched her I was able to see the pain in her eyes. I did not know what else to say so I just told her that I want a divorce. She did not seem to be so struck by my words, she just asked me “Why? You’re not a man?”
We did not talk at all that night. She just kept crying and only wanted to know what was happening to me…
I felt that something was wrong in our marriage but I did not know exactly what the problem was. I found another woman named Joan and fell out of love with my wife. Instead I pitied her. I wrote a divorce agreement with an enormous sense of guilt. I gave her the house, the car and 30% of the business.
She took a glance at the agreement and just threw it away. She spent 10 years with me and all of a sudden we felt like total strangers. I could not feel anything else but pity for her, I did not feel the same I did before. She started screaming. Now, the idea of divorce became clearer to me.
When I came home the following day I saw her writing on the table. I immediately went to bed, because I was tired from spending the whole day with Joana. When I woke up my wife was still writing. I turned around and kept sleeping. Then, in the morning my wife gave me the divorce conditions. Instead of asking for the house or the car she only wanted a month’s notice before the divorce.
She wanted us to live as if nothing happened for one whole month. She did not want to disturb our son because he had a whole month of tests and she didn’t want to bother him with our marriage problems. I agreed, and then she gave me another request. She wanted me to carry her out of her room every day just like I did when we got married.
Ever since I asked for a divorce, my wife and I had no physical contacts. When I took her out the first day both of us felt strange. Our son looked at us with excitement, he clapped his hands and said: Dad is carrying mom is his arms!” These words made me feel very sad.
I carried my wife for about 10 meters. She just closed her eyes and said that she did not want me to tell our son about the divorce. Afterwards I went to work. The next day both of us felt a lot more relaxed.
She leaned her head against my chest, and I felt the fragrance of her blouse. I noticed that she was not young anymore, she had wrinkles, gray hair… I knew I was the reason for that. The fourth day our affection became more noticeable. I could see the woman who spend 10 years with me. I felt the same the fifth and sixth day, and every following day but I did not say anything to her about Joana.
Carrying my wife became easier with each day. I thought it was because I got used to her weight. One morning, as she was looking for something to wear, I saw how thin she has become. All her dresses were too big for her. Then I realized how much sadness and bitterness I have caused her.
She touched my hair. Then, our soon entered the room and said that it was time for me to carry her to the door. He got used to this and it has become a part of his everyday life. My wife covered my face and hugged our son. I felt just like on the day of our wedding when I carried to the door.
I held her strong, and she stroked my neck soft and naturally. I saw how thin she was and I felt very sad. The last day I just hugged her and did not want to move at all. I told her that we have had no privacy. Our son went to school and I drove off to work. Then I told Joana that I did not want to divorce my wife. She looked at me like I have a fever.
I told her that I love my wife and that our life has become a routine. We did not appreciate the little things in life. Joana slapped me and closed the door. As she went out got in my car and went to the florist to buy flowers for my wife.
I told the girl at the shop that I want her to write this on the card: I will carry you every morning until death parts us. Once I arrived home I was shocked. I found my dead wife. She was battling cancer and I was not able to see it because I was preoccupied with Joana. She knew she was dying at the time I asked her for a divorce. This is why she wanted a month notice, so that our son will not have bad memories of our divorce.
She wanted our son to have a memory of his father as a good husband who loved his wife. The little things are what matters in a relationship. The material things such as money, car or house only create a environment that you may thing will make you happy but it does not. Try to keep your relationship happy, share this story with those you love because you might save a marriage. All the failure stories are the same. People just give up when they are about to succeed. We are not aware of the importance of the thing we love until we lose them.
Whether you are married or not, we hope that this story has made you think about your life.