I thought married life is the sweetest life of all. I could see couples getting married with smiles on their lips. Then they built a family. One, two, three children. They were happy. But i saw some stories of couples separating their lives, children left behind. Then the history repeats itself from one couple to another, until i saw lives of children put to shame.
I had mine too. I THOUGHT...I THOUGHT.... When i opened my eyes one day, i found that a beautiful flower could die from hunger. Well, i realized that life is not a rainbow after all...depending on how we handle the situation. The manager, myself, was not patient emotionally, because what i saw was different from what i touched one morning when i roused from sleep. Nightmare was my companion. And life goes on. And i am here going weaker. With my children? Yes..happy, naturally. They are gifts from our God. But the human in me, as a person, feels different from being a married one. Separate and double lives in one being.
Oh, how i dream to be a queen! ...queen of Michael's heart.
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