EXPRESS YOUR LOVE IN TIME…………..

Apparently, they are there to file a divorce.Lawyer was very puzzled,
after having a chat with them, he got their story….



This couple had been quarreling all their 40 over yrs of marriage nothing
ever seems to go right.They hang on because of their children, afraid that
it might affect their up-bringing. Now, all their children have already grown up,
have their own family, there’s nothing else the old couple have to worry about,
all they wanted is to lead their own life free from all these years of unhappiness
from their marriage, so both agree on a divorce….



Lawyer was having a hard time trying to get the papers done,
because he felt that after 40 yrs of marriage at the age of 70,
he couldn’t understand why the old couple would still want a divorce..




While they were signing the papers, the wife told the husband..




“I really love u, but I really cant carry on anymore, I’m sorry..”




“Its o.k, I understand..” said the husband. Lookin at this, the lawyer
suggested a dinner together, just 3 of them,wife thought,
why not, since they are still gonna be friends..




At the dining table, there was a silence of awkardness.




The first dish was roasted chicken, immediately, the old man took the drumstick
for the old lady..”take this, its your favourite..”




Looking at this, the lawyer thought maybe theres still a chance, but the wife
was frowning when she answer..”This is always the problem, you always think
so highly of yourself, never thought about how I feel,
don’t you know that I hate drumsticks?”




Little did she know that, over the years, the husband have been trying
all ways to please her, little did she know that drumsticks was the husband’s
favourite. Little did he know that she never thought he understand her at all,
little did he know that she hates drummsticks even though all he wants is the best for her.




That night, both of them couldn’t sleep, toss and turn, toss and turn…after hours,
the old man couldn’t take it anymore, he knows that he still loves her,
and he cant carry on life without her, he wants her back, he wants to tell her,
he is sorry, he wanted to tell her “I love you”…




He picks up the phone, starting dialing her number….ringing never stops..he never stop dialing….
On the other side, she was sad, she couldn’t understand how come after all these years,
he still doesn’t understand her at all, she loves him a lot, but she just cant take it anymore….
phone’s ringing, she refuses to answer knowing that its him…
“whats the point of talking now that its over…I have ask for it and now
I wanna keep it this way, if not I will lose face..”she thought…still ringing…
she have decided to pull out the cord… Little did she remember,
he have heart problems…




The next day, she received news that he had passed away…
she rushed down to his apartment, saw his body, lying on the couch still holding on to the phone…
he had a heart attack when he was still trying to get through her phone line….




As sad as she could be…she will have to clear his belongings.. .when she was looking
thru the drawers, she saw this insurance policy, dated from the day they got married,
with the beneficiary being her… And together in those file, there was this note…







“To my dearest wife, by the time you’re reading this, I’m sure I’m no longer around,
I bought this policy for you, though the amount is only $100k, I hope it will be able
to help me continue my promise that I have made when we got married, I might not
be around anymore, I want this amount of money to continue taking care of you,
just like the way I will if I could have live longer. I want you to know Iwill always be around,
by your side… I love you”




Tears flowed like river……




“When you love someone, let them know… You never know what will happen the next minute….
Learn to build a life together.. Learn to love each other. For who they are.. Not what they are…”

Hi Friends,
Do read this …..though a bit long but very touching…..Trust Me U would thank me for sending this….Its a Story of a Person teaching Importance of Relationships.

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 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, 30% shares of my company and the car. 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 didn’t 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 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 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 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.
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 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. 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 realize that since I carried her into my home on
our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death does 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 death do us apart”

The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship.
It is not the mansion, the car, the property, the bank balance that
matters. 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, but if you do, you
just might save a marriage.

Relationships are made not to exploit, not to be broken.

We teach some by what we say

We teach some more by what we do

But we teach most by what we are