Answer the phone by LEFT ear
Do not drink coffee more than TWICE a day
Do not take pills with COOL water
Do not have HUGE meals after 5pm
Reduce the amount of OILY food you consume
Drink more WATER in the morning, less at night
Keep your distance from mobile phone CHARGERS
Do not use headphones or earphone for LONG period of time
Best sleeping time is from 10pm at night to 6am in the morning
Do not lie down immediately after taking medicine before sleeping
When battery is down to the LAST grid/bar, do not answer the phone as the radiation is 1000 times
Friday, March 21, 2008
Thursday, March 20, 2008
看父母就是看自己的未來
如果你在一個平凡的家庭長大,如果你的父母還健在,不管你有沒有和他們同住.....
如果有一天，你發現媽媽的廚房不再像以前那麼乾淨
如果有一天，你發現家中的碗筷好像沒洗乾淨
如果有一天，你發現母親的鍋子不再雪亮
如果有一天，你發現父親的花草樹木已漸荒廢
如果有一天，你發現家中的地板衣櫃經常沾滿灰塵
如果有一天，你發現母親煮的菜太鹹太難吃
如果有一天，你發現父母經常忘記關瓦斯
如果有一天，你發現老父老母的一些習慣不再是習慣時，就像他們不再想要天天洗澡時
如果有一天，你發現父母不再愛吃青脆的蔬果
如果有一天，你發現父母愛吃煮得爛爛的菜
如果有一天，你發現父母喜歡吃稀飯
如果有一天，你發現他們過馬路行動反應都慢了
如果有一天，你發現在吃飯時間他們老是咳個不停
千萬別誤以為他們感冒或著涼, 那是吞嚥神經老化的現象!
如果有一天，你發覺他們不再愛出門 …
如果有這麼一天...
我要告訴你，你要警覺父母真的已經老了
器官已經退化到需要別人照料了,如果你不能照料，請你替他們找人照料
並請你請你千萬千萬要常常探望,不要讓他們覺得被遺棄了
每個人都會老,父母比我們先老
我們要用角色互換的心情去照料他 才會有耐心、才不會有怨言
當父母不能料理自己的時候，為人子女要警覺，
他們可能會大小便失禁、可能會很多事都做不好，
如果房間有異味，可能他們自己也聞不到，
請不要嫌他髒或嫌他臭，為人子女的只能幫他清理，
並請維持他們的『自尊心』。
當他們不再愛洗澡時，請抽空定期幫他們洗身體，
因為縱使他們自己洗也可能洗不乾淨。
當我們在享受食物的時候，
請替他們準備一份大小適當、容易咀嚼的一小碗，
因為他們不愛吃可能是牙齒咬不動了。
從我們出生開始，
餵奶換尿布、生病的不眠不休照料、
教我們生活基本能力、供給讀書、吃喝玩樂和補習，
關心和行動永遠都不停歇。
如果有一天，他們真的動不了了，
角色互換不也是應該的嗎 ？
為人子女者要切記，
看父母就是看自己的未來，孝順要及時。
如果有一天，
你像他們一樣老時，你希望怎麼過 ？
現在的你，
是在當單身寄生蟲、還是已婚雙料或多料寄生蟲 ？
你留意過自己的父母嗎 ？
樹欲靜而風不止、子欲養而親不在
您的父母還有多少時間等您 ?
如果有一天，你發現媽媽的廚房不再像以前那麼乾淨
如果有一天，你發現家中的碗筷好像沒洗乾淨
如果有一天，你發現母親的鍋子不再雪亮
如果有一天，你發現父親的花草樹木已漸荒廢
如果有一天，你發現家中的地板衣櫃經常沾滿灰塵
如果有一天，你發現母親煮的菜太鹹太難吃
如果有一天，你發現父母經常忘記關瓦斯
如果有一天，你發現老父老母的一些習慣不再是習慣時，就像他們不再想要天天洗澡時
如果有一天，你發現父母不再愛吃青脆的蔬果
如果有一天，你發現父母愛吃煮得爛爛的菜
如果有一天，你發現父母喜歡吃稀飯
如果有一天，你發現他們過馬路行動反應都慢了
如果有一天，你發現在吃飯時間他們老是咳個不停
千萬別誤以為他們感冒或著涼, 那是吞嚥神經老化的現象!
如果有一天，你發覺他們不再愛出門 …
如果有這麼一天...
我要告訴你，你要警覺父母真的已經老了
器官已經退化到需要別人照料了,如果你不能照料，請你替他們找人照料
並請你請你千萬千萬要常常探望,不要讓他們覺得被遺棄了
每個人都會老,父母比我們先老
我們要用角色互換的心情去照料他 才會有耐心、才不會有怨言
當父母不能料理自己的時候，為人子女要警覺，
他們可能會大小便失禁、可能會很多事都做不好，
如果房間有異味，可能他們自己也聞不到，
請不要嫌他髒或嫌他臭，為人子女的只能幫他清理，
並請維持他們的『自尊心』。
當他們不再愛洗澡時，請抽空定期幫他們洗身體，
因為縱使他們自己洗也可能洗不乾淨。
當我們在享受食物的時候，
請替他們準備一份大小適當、容易咀嚼的一小碗，
因為他們不愛吃可能是牙齒咬不動了。
從我們出生開始，
餵奶換尿布、生病的不眠不休照料、
教我們生活基本能力、供給讀書、吃喝玩樂和補習，
關心和行動永遠都不停歇。
如果有一天，他們真的動不了了，
角色互換不也是應該的嗎 ？
為人子女者要切記，
看父母就是看自己的未來，孝順要及時。
如果有一天，
你像他們一樣老時，你希望怎麼過 ？
現在的你，
是在當單身寄生蟲、還是已婚雙料或多料寄生蟲 ？
你留意過自己的父母嗎 ？
樹欲靜而風不止、子欲養而親不在
您的父母還有多少時間等您 ?
Monday, March 17, 2008
The world has changed.
A true story happened in Kedah, Perlis, Johor... pasar malam area where GORENG PISANG are sold in the afternoon.
Mom said, my uncle saw the GORENG PISANG hawker added plastic straw for drinking water into hot oil and it melted before he fried the GORENG PISANG, that is why GORENG PISANG, UBI.. etc all are very crispy for hours....
And, my uncle asked the hawker and he just kept quite. When my uncle told my mom, they realized that this is the way how fried fritters are crispy for a while. My mom said that in
Please tell all your friends :
DO NOT EAT CRISPY FRIED FOOD from the hawkers if you suspect that!
To prove, just compare both Goreng Pisang made from you and from hawker. Leave it in the open air for hours and caompare.
Here's another true story:
I was with my family
The plastic bottle melted slowly in the hot oil. At first I thought it was an unintentional act by a 7-yr-old girl. But when I looked closely, I saw she was holding a pair of chopsticks and stirring the bottle.It appears the act was intentional ! Oh my God ! These people are using melted plastic to fry food so that the tit bits will not go soft when it cooled due to plastic !
丟了翅膀, 他仍是天使
Another article to share with you.
當在外地出差的我坐飛機趕回來時，十個月的兒子新新已經被推出搶救室。醫生說持續的高燒也許損傷了腦神經，我要有心理準備接受可能的後遺症。
老公兩天后才從國外回來。出院後，我們常常測試新新的聽力和視覺，沒有發現任何異常。我們終於放下忐忑的心。可漸漸地，我發現他開始瞪著無神的眼睛發呆，或者呈現一種令我不安的笑容。當和新新一般大的孩子開始邁著步子，清脆地喊著爸爸媽媽的時候，新新依舊呆呆坐在那裏，傻傻地笑著。抱著他四處求醫，結論同出一轍：新新的智力將會停留在幼兒期，除非發生奇跡。
那是段痛不欲生的日子，抱著孩子尋找各種可能的奇跡，秘方、偏方，甚至針灸。那長長的針如同刺在我的心尖，汗和淚伴著孩子淒厲的哭聲一起落下。我多麼希望這只是一場夢，夢醒後充滿靈氣的新新在對我甜甜地笑。我開始幻聽，總感覺新新在喊媽媽。
我深深自責為了事業沒有照顧好兒子，卻不敢留在家裏面對。每天下班後沉默地摟著他，日復一日，淚流盡了，心也似乎麻木了。老公也因為家裏氣氛沉悶，漸漸變得很少回家吃飯。
婆婆來看我們，說把新新帶走，讓我們再要一個孩子。我不假思索斷然拒絕，我不能那樣做
新新兩周歲生日那天，我才驚覺老公已經不再陪我們一起吃飯了，怕失去他的恐慌開始噬咬著我，使我覺得難以呼吸。直至深夜，一身酒氣踉踉蹌蹌的老公才踏進家門，我已經荒蕪的淚水終於又奔湧出來。老婆，我們再要一個孩子好嗎?我狠狠點著頭，與他緊緊相擁，抵死纏綿……
我又懷孕了！撫著逐漸隆起的小腹，有些苦澀的甜蜜。我仿佛比誰都期待這個孩子，卻又在內心裏抗拒這個孩子。看到新新向我伸來的手臂，我的心又湧起巨大的痛楚：新新，這個世界，除了媽媽誰還能愛你 ?
我終於下定決心打掉這個孩子，可檢查結果使我震驚：我竟然懷了雙胞胎！
2002年的夏天，一對漂亮的小女孩陽陽和月月降臨了。滿月以後，那對粉雕玉琢的小人，總是甜甜地笑，很少哭鬧。只要我一說話，頭就隨著我的聲音轉，讓我充分享受到做媽媽的喜悅。我已經顧不上新新，無論我多麼約束自己，潛意識裏我已經開始忽略新新，只把他交給保姆，甚至開始討厭他那傻傻的樣子。
轉眼，陽陽和月月會走了。新新一般不注意什麼，只是對這兩個妹妹格外敏感，常常注視她們的一舉一動，似乎帶著極大的興趣，而且不同于平時的眼神。我是不允許他接近她們的，他只能那樣在一邊望著，可我控制不住陽陽和月月蹣跚邁向新新的腳步，她們同樣對新新表現出極大的興趣。而我卻捨不得強迫她們什麼，只是一次又一次嚴厲地對新新說，記住，不許碰妹妹!不許碰妹妹！漸漸地，他對我有了怯意，我卻絲毫沒覺得有何不妥。
一天，孩子們在午睡，保姆出去買菜，我去儲物間整理衣物。突然聽到孩子的哭聲，我連忙跑進臥室，看到新新正從床的欄杆間縫向外拉月月的兩根手指，手指被卡住，新新還在用力向外拉。我一把拉過新新，照著他的手，狠狠拍打，不是告訴你不許碰妹妹，不許碰妹妹嗎!看你以後還碰不碰妹妹!我越打越生氣，似乎在發洩對他積累的厭惡。我瘋了似的尋找可以用來打他的東西，直到看見鏡子裏自己魔鬼一樣的臉。我終於聽到孩子們的哭聲，終於看到蜷縮一團哭泣的新新，還有女兒們的喊叫聲……
保姆回來了，抱起新新，看著我餘怒未消的臉想說什麼，我擺擺手讓她抱新新回自己的房間。我哄著陽陽和月月，突然看到床上有幾塊動物餅乾，陽陽的手裏還握著一塊要喂我。我連忙到月月那邊，果然月月那邊床下有幾塊餅乾，已經被我踩碎了。新新最喜歡吃動物餅乾，原來他拉妹妹的手是要給妹妹餅乾。我的心被刺痛了，連忙到他的房間，他已經被保姆哄睡了，可還在睡夢裏抽搐著。我不禁泛起一陣酸楚，我這是怎麼了?我還是他的媽媽嗎?
一天，我和女兒們玩著擁抱的遊戲。我拍拍手，她們就喊著媽媽，張著小胳膊爭先恐後向我跑來，然後我們緊緊擁抱。這麼簡單的遊戲，她們卻樂此不疲，一遍又一遍。忽然，新新也張開他的胳膊，向我跑來，含糊地說著，媽媽，媽媽。我簡直不相信自己的耳朵!我的兒子，自從來到這個世界，從沒開過口!緊緊摟住撲到懷裏的新新，我哭了。已經對他沉睡的母愛被重新喚起，兒子，媽媽有多久沒摟過你，媽媽對不起你！
我終於開始認真思考我的孩子們，我有一個與眾不同的家庭，我竟然有三個孩子！他們正漸漸長大，將來要有他們自己的人生。等我離開這個世界時，只有他們之間才能互相照顧。尤其新新，他需要好多好多的愛。
我不再分隔他們，而是常常告訴女兒們，要好好愛哥哥，因為沒有他，就沒有她們。我知道她們聽不懂，我只希望她們會記住我的話。
我每天陪三個孩子做遊戲，唱歌，跳舞，為他們講故事。而新新，越來越有靈氣，不但會叫爸爸、妹妹了，還會含糊表達自己的需要，而且會隨著節奏跳些簡單的舞步。看著並成一排熟睡中的孩子們，我終於相信這個世界上有奇跡，那就是愛，愛可以創造一切！
陽陽和月月到了上幼稚園的年齡，我也該上班了。為了減少我的負擔，婆婆來商量著把新新接走。我猶豫再三，其實按新新現在的情況，勉強可以上幼稚園，可他畢竟和別的孩子不一樣，我害怕來自外界給他的傷害。
新新被帶走的那個晚上，女兒們不肯上床睡覺，一定要等哥哥回來。她們閃著漂亮的大眼睛問我，哥哥什麼時候回來?為什麼哥哥不上幼稚園?我的心一凜，回答她們，哥哥生病了，要好長時間才會好。她們又問。他會想我們的，為什麼我們不照顧他呢?快讓哥哥回來，我們會照顧他的。我的心緊了又緊，你們要乖乖的，只要你們聽話，哥哥就會回來。她們終於乖乖睡下，而我在黑夜裏掛念著新新。兒子，你好嗎？
女兒們只去了三天幼稚園，就說什麼也不肯去了，告訴我幼稚園裏有好多好玩的玩具，還有好多的小朋友，還學習新歌，認字，英語，她們要等哥哥回來一起去。她們充滿期盼的眼睛望著我，還帶有小小的挑釁。我訝於她們的執拗，耐著性子哄著她們，可她們卻怎麼也不肯答應。我沉下臉一手抱著一個，她們哇哇哭起來，媽媽騙人，說只要我們乖，哥哥就會回來，我們都聽話了，可哥哥還是沒有回來!
我的心猛地僵住了!壓抑的眼淚再也控制不住，你們的哥哥，他和別人不一樣，他永遠學不會那些東西!女兒們為我擦著淚，會的，會的，媽媽，哥哥能學會的，我們會幫助他的!看著她們，我感到了做媽媽的歉疚，我只會一味逃避，以為自己很愛新新，卻不如孩子們充滿信心去面對。
門鈴響，竟然是婆婆送新新回來了!幾天不見，新新瘦了好多。婆婆無奈地說，這幾天新新幾乎沒吃東西，也不肯睡覺，只一直哭，喊著妹妹，妹妹。她看了心裏實在難受，不得已就送回來了。
女兒們興奮起來，拉著新新的手，開始講幼稚園的事情，還催促我為新新換最漂亮的衣服，他們要一起去幼稚園。
我找到園長，請求她讓我的孩子們在一起。因為按照新新的年齡應該上大班，可他的智力水準還不如小班的孩子。當看到我的女兒們一邊一個拉著兒子的手，並揮手和我再見的時候。我相信這個決定是對的，愛會為我們創造更多的奇跡。
每天從幼稚園回來，陽陽和月月都幫助新新復習一天學過的東西，而且不許我插手。我的女兒們是班裏最出色的孩子，學什麼都特別快，而且記得牢。我知道那是因為她們要教哥哥，所以格外用心去學習。從沒看過比她們還有耐心的孩子，輪流一遍又一遍教著笨拙的新新，一個單詞往往要重複好多好多遍，甚至夢裏還在喃喃。每次新新學會了，她們就會歡呼起來，然後學著幼稚園老師的樣子翹起大拇指說，哥哥你好棒，哥哥你真棒！而我的兒子，就看著妹妹，傻傻憨憨地笑著。
老師要求每個孩子學習寫自己的名字，這對新新來講簡直是不可能的事情。可一個月後的一天，女兒們興奮地拉著兒子跑來告訴我，哥哥會寫自己的名字了我將信將疑地看著兒子在紙上歪歪扭扭地寫下兩個大大的"新 "字，尤其敖看到他們練習的本子，我小小的女兒們，竟然知道把哥哥的名字拆成筆劃來教，好幾個本子寫著他們循序漸進的過程，我再一次被女兒們的耐心折服得淚流滿面。
一天，我去接他們。走到教室門口，聽到有個孩子喊著，你們的哥哥是個傻孩子！我一驚，連忙走進去。我示意正要阻止的老師，決定讓孩子們自己去面對。
只見陽陽憋紅了小臉對那個孩子說，我的哥哥不是傻孩子，他是天使，他丟了翅膀，來到我們家，變成一個世界上最好的哥哥，他只不過還沒習慣人間的生活。孩子們發出"哇"的驚歎聲，你們的哥哥竟然是天使哎！
老師含著眼淚摟過陽陽，對孩子們說，新新是我們班的天使，他會愛我們每個小朋友，還教會我們如何去愛別人。
回家的路上，我的心被女兒編織的故事激蕩著。我問她們為什麼那麼愛哥哥，她們一起回答，因為沒有哥哥就沒有我們啊!忽地淚又盈滿我的眼，原來她們已經牢牢記住了我的話，那麼小，就學會了愛和感恩。他們是上天賜給彼此的天使，也是上天送給我最珍貴的禮物。因為他們，我才知道，做媽媽是那麼值得驕傲和幸福！
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
To All Married Couples and Singles Who Intend To Get Married.
To share an email I received this morning. I believed many of us are struggling everyday for either life or family. Therefore it is important for us to keep understanding each others even after years married. Read it carefully and I believe it will also change you.
To All Married Couples and Singles Who Intend To Get Married.
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 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, 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 a life as possible. Her reasons were simple : our son had his exams in a months time and she did'nt 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 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 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 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 death 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. Do have a real happy marriage !
Share with friends and you may save a marriage.
To All Married Couples and Singles Who Intend To Get Married.
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 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, 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 a life as possible. Her reasons were simple : our son had his exams in a months time and she did'nt 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 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 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 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 death 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. Do have a real happy marriage !
Share with friends and you may save a marriage.
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