This is a story of been in love
it happens in every love life and we all have to live through this keeping our
relationship in good shape well I must say she is or rather was richly and
famously in love you never can tell how until you see through it you can always
share your review on this.
My husband back in the days I
must say I was madly in love with him so in love that I could do anything just
to solidify the love I had for him and luckily for me he loved me just the
same, stood up for me at all times made me feel courageous made my life full of
love strength and good will he was more than a husband to me he was my
everything the reason why I continually smile, I felt the true meaning of love
or rather been in love.
He didn’t have much to offer in
terms of material things neither did I but we both had a paying job, a house
and two beautiful kids who at this point in time where with my mom. We have
been married for just seven years and if I am to ask it was the best years of
my life but trouble came and all we had was blown into oblivion like there was
nothing between us.
It all started with a small
misunderstanding we had and suddenly didn’t talk to each other the whole day a,
at noon he ate and left though he sounded like he wanted to say something but I
didn’t want to listen, he didn’t sleep at home that day which sparked another
version of anger in me as I was furious but for some reason which I don’t know
I didn’t call him thinking that he would call but he never did till day broke.
I went to work the next day as it was a Wednesday with a heavy heart a gloomy
face and just annoyed with everyone didn’t find anything in the office that
could calm me down of all what was going through in my mind even my colleagues
didn’t understand my actions and reactions throughout the whole day but it only
got worse when I returned home from work to meet my husband with a girl in our
house and her hands patting his neck.
At the sight of that event,, I
was furious and so angry I nearly threw what I was carrying at them but I just
left the house to cool myself, I ended up in a bar where I drank ‘me out of
myself’ I didn’t go home that night but lodged in a hotel for about two weeks
after taking a leave from work and changing my numbers to avoid been contacted from
my husband for I didn’t want to hear the trash he had to say fortunately for me
I told none of my friends my whereabouts or what was happening.
It got to exactly two weeks and I
started feeling this guilt in me and had to return home, boredom and idleness
brought its toll in my mind and thoughts, so I went home to meet my husband lets
figure out what this whole thing was all about as it was building up something
in me. I arrived home to meet only the girl at home she welcomed me like we were
friends and I didn’t take it funny but let hell loose on her and after much
shouting from the both of us she said as I can remember clearly ‘I won’t let
myself be insulted for a favour am rendering even though am paid for it’ at
this point she dipped her hand in her purse handed me something liquid in a
plastic container saying I should take care of my husband I didn’t read the
meaning to what she did and said but sent her out of the house still waiting
for my husband’s arrival.
Cutting the long story short my
husband came home acting worried about my whereabouts which u wasn’t ready to
give into as my temper still had its bad effect on me, I flared up and we started
with lame talks which heated up and we started shouting at each other asking
questions upon questions without aiding for an appropriate answer then suddenly
I threw whatever it was that that lady gave to me away at the sight of this my
husband started having slurred inaudible speech whilst gasping for air and
pointing his finger on the bottle just in a few seconds he fell semi
unconscious. Fear gripped me as I managed to get help from our gatekeeper and
took him to the hospital where he was taking to the emergency center for about an
hour and fourteen minutes I dint see or hear from any one that went in there with
him then it dawned on me to reason my life and suddenly I flashed back to the
substance I threw away and started trying to find meaning to what it really
was, then the doctor called me to his office and asking me what really happened
which I explained in the best way possible which l led to him asking me how
long has he been having seizures whilst talking and I can’t recall because for
the past years I haven’t noticed it and he never told me about it so I had
nothing to tell him just as we were speaking a nurse called in to inform him
that a patient needs him urgently which he ran to only to return to me, still
in his office to break to me the news “sorry ma’am but your husband couldn’t
make it”
The whole world came crashing
down on me; my eyes felt like it was bleeding, my spirit seemed to have left my
body I couldn’t move as my feet got too cold. I felt too destabilized to give
an actual reaction; I can’t even explain how I managed to leave the place and
return to my quiet home, full of loneliness I couldn’t phantom how to break the
news to our family members but I needed to so I reactivated my old lines and
within seconds saw the flood of messages that came in 90% of them where from my
husband where he tried to understand why I left and where I was, apologizing
for any wrong he had done and how sorry he was its grew worse as I kept
reading, I got to a text where he told me that he was terribly sick as he
sometimes loses his voice and in most cases his breath, fresh tears rolled down
my eyes as I remembered the lady touching his neck, the substance she gave me
to give to him, the last words she said I cried as I called my mum and told her
to contact anyone that matters while I called his parents house and soon the
house was full of questioners and consolers but all that went through my mind
was it is all my fault, if I had been more tender towards my husband, if I had
understood what was happening before reacting I would have known how and why to
react it’s all my fault I don’t know what to describe my actions I believe I
end it here.
… life and love needs
understanding I am also touched by this story I just hope we all learn a thing
or two from this stories I think secrets should not be in a relationship
anytime is the right time if only she knew that he was sick just if only.
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