Monday, May 05, 2003
This is a very touching story that I received via email from a friend... Its
chinese version was also featured on FM 93.3's 'Yin Yue Ri Ji' last week...
My husband was an engineer. Since I met him, he was always an unflappable
rock in my life. I knew he always had his feet firmly planted on the ground,
and it seemed that no matter what else went crazy, he would be the one
constant.
Three years of romance, and two years of marriage later, I got tired. He was
the most unromantic man I know. He never bought me flowers, he never
surprised me, and nothing changed in our marriage.
After some time, I finally found the courage to tell him that I wanted to
leave him. He just sat there, speechless. My heart froze... what kind of man
was I married to that didn't even know what to say to make me stay? After a
while, he spoke, "What can I do to change your mind?". "I will stay if you
can give me a good answer to this question," I replied coldly. "If I asked
for a flower that grew on a cliff, and you knew that getting it for me means
certain death, would you get it for me?". His face grew troubled. "Can I
give you an answer tomorrow morning?" he asked. Hearing that kind of answer,
my heart died. I knew that I could never be happy with a man who couldn't
even give me an answer straight away.
The next morning, when I woke up, he was missing. In the living room, under
a warm glass of milk, was a note. My eyes grew misty as I read it... "Dear,
I have my answer. I will never pick the flower for you if it meant certain
death. But before you leave, I hope you can give me a chance to give you my
reasons.... You will always sit in front of the computer and type about for
the whole day, but every time you will end up in tears cause your formatting
will always go all over the place... I need my fingers, to do the formatting
for you, so your tears will become smiles. You like to travel, but would
always get lost... I need my eyes, so that I can bring you to the nicest
places on earth. Every time you leave the house, you would always forget
your keys... I need my legs, so that I can run home to open the door for
you. You never knew how to take care of yourself... I need my hands to help
you get rid of the pesky white hair you hate so much when you grow old, to
trim your nails, to feed you. So you see, that's why I can't pick the flower
for you. Until I find someone who loves you more than I do, I will need my
body to take care of you. If you accept my reasons, then open the door,
where I will be waiting with your favorite muffin."
With tears streaming from my eyes, I opened the door, and there he stood,
with an extremely worried look on his face. He still had nothing to say, but
just stood there waving the packet he had in his hand in front of me. And
then I knew for a fact that I will never find another man who will ever love me
as much as he does.
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'Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want him or her to doesn't mean that they don't love you with all they have... Always appreciate the people around you... They are around you for a reason...'
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