I don’t want to grow old and bitter like her. Stubborn lines are all over her face especially hinting that she did not smile and pout a lot (not a sexy one). She had a rough life. She was a housewife who has to share her husband (income) with her in laws. Her hubby is the oldest son who is responsible for his younger siblings. She doesn’t have money to splurge and money given by her hubby is not enough for housekeeping expenses.
She was devastated when her hubby did not care about her pregnancy or even during confinement period. She undergo caesarean for the birth of her last child and her hubby left her alone when the baby was two weeks old for badminton tournament! She was aching all overher body and her hubby broken her heart one too many times.
She let go her life, her family, her friends and her job just to be with him in some godforsaken place but her hubby never appreciate her love and sacrifices. She grew bitter. The love soured. She said its love that kept her with her hubby and children but actually she was much too arrogant to admit to her family that she had made a wrong decision. She had prepared to face all the heart wrenching episodes but she doesn’t want people to ridicule her failed marriage. It was the bitterness that kept her alive. The sourness of her life flowed through her veins and blackened her heart. She envied happy couple, envied the life that she do not have.
She obviously grew old before her time and I don’t want to be like her.
If I have a rough life, I will pray to God that none of my children will experience the same thing. I will pray that they will be loved by their hubby with all his heart and that their hubby will never make them sad. In fact I will pray that all women should have a caring loving hubby who will carry them up the stairs during confinement, cook meals for them and bath the baby and thank them for having his child.
I want to grow old happily and showered with love by everyone that I love.
She was devastated when her hubby did not care about her pregnancy or even during confinement period. She undergo caesarean for the birth of her last child and her hubby left her alone when the baby was two weeks old for badminton tournament! She was aching all overher body and her hubby broken her heart one too many times.
She let go her life, her family, her friends and her job just to be with him in some godforsaken place but her hubby never appreciate her love and sacrifices. She grew bitter. The love soured. She said its love that kept her with her hubby and children but actually she was much too arrogant to admit to her family that she had made a wrong decision. She had prepared to face all the heart wrenching episodes but she doesn’t want people to ridicule her failed marriage. It was the bitterness that kept her alive. The sourness of her life flowed through her veins and blackened her heart. She envied happy couple, envied the life that she do not have.
She obviously grew old before her time and I don’t want to be like her.
If I have a rough life, I will pray to God that none of my children will experience the same thing. I will pray that they will be loved by their hubby with all his heart and that their hubby will never make them sad. In fact I will pray that all women should have a caring loving hubby who will carry them up the stairs during confinement, cook meals for them and bath the baby and thank them for having his child.
I want to grow old happily and showered with love by everyone that I love.
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