HELLO FOLKS... for today i will post a story that will no doubt touch you. picked it up from a friend and was told it's a true life story. (The Story is told from a woman's perspective)
N.B though the original source of the story cannot be assertained, I AM NOT THE WRITER of this particular story. i am just sharing because of the valuable life lessons in the story.
However i have broken it into 6 parts, for easy reading, would post them at intervals within the next few days
Here we go:
Just two years after our marriage, hubby brought up the
idea of asking Mother to move from the rural hometown and spend her
remaining years with us. Hubby's father passed away while he was still
very young. Mother endured much hardship and struggled all on her own to
provide for him, see him through to a university degree. You could say
that she suffered a great deal and did everything you could expect of a
woman to bring hubby to where he is today. I immediately agreed and
started packing the spare room, which has a balcony facing the South to
let her enjoy the sunshine and plant greenery. Hubby stood in the bright
room, and suddenly just picked me up and started spinning round and
round. As I begged him to put me down, he said: "Lets go fetch mother".
Hubby is tall and big sized and I love to test on his chest
and enjoy the feeling that he could pick me up at any moment put the
tiny me into his pockets. Whenever we have an argument and both refuses
to back down, he would pick me up and spin me over his head continuously
until I surrender and beg for mercy. I became addicted to this kind of
panic-joy feeling.
Mother brought along her countryside habits and lifestyle
with her. For example; I am so used to buying flowers to decorate the
living room, she could not stand it and would comment: "I do not know
how you young people spend your money, why do you buy flowers for? You
also can't eat flowers!" I smiled and said: "Mum, with flowers in the
house, our mood will also become better." Mother continues to grumble
away, and hubby smiled: "Mum, this is a city-people’s habit; slowly you
will get use to it". Mother stopped saying anything.
But every time thereafter, whenever came home with flowers,
she would ask me how much it costs. I told her and she would shake her
head and express displeasure. Sometimes, when I come home with lots of
shopping bags, she would ask each and every item how much they cost, I
would tell her honestly and she would get even more upset about it..
Hubby playfully pinched my nose and said: "You little fool, just don't
tell her the full price of everything would solve it."
There begins the
friction to our otherwise happy lifestyle.
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