Good friends help you to find important things when you have lost them…your smile, your hope, and your courage. –Doe Zantamata
Don’t Stress Over Past Mistakes
Old And Wise
You’re Not Going to Draw Valuable
It’s Time to Try Something Different
If what you’re doing over and over is getting you no where, maybe it’s time to try something different. –Doe Zantamata
30 Days of Carrying My Wife: A Story of Love and Strength Through Cancer
One night, I got home and told my wife, while we were about to eat, “I want a divorce.” She didn’t get mad right away. Instead, she asked me calmly why. I couldn’t give her a straight answer, and that made her really upset. She threw down her chopsticks and yelled, “You’re not acting like a real man!” We didn’t talk that night. She just cried. I knew she wanted to know what went wrong with our marriage, but I couldn’t tell her the truth: I had fallen in love with someone else, named Jane. I didn’t love my wife anymore; I just felt sorry for her.
Feeling guilty, I wrote up a divorce agreement. I said she could keep the house, the car, and a part of my company. She looked at it and ripped it into pieces. The woman I had spent ten years with was now a stranger to me. I felt bad for wasting her time and energy, but I couldn’t take back what I said. Finally, she cried really loud, which was kind of what I expected. It made the divorce seem more real.
The next day, I got home late from work and saw her writing something at the table. I didn’t eat; I just went to bed and fell asleep.
In the morning, she gave me her divorce terms. She didn’t want anything from me, but she asked that for the next month, we try to act like a normal couple. She said our son had exams in a month, and she didn’t want to mess him up with a divorce.
She also asked me to remember how I carried her into our bedroom on our wedding day, and she wanted me to carry her out of our bedroom to the front door every morning for the next month. I thought she was crazy, but I agreed to make things easier for the next few weeks.
The first day, we were awkward. But our son was happy, clapping and saying, “Daddy is holding mommy!” His words hurt me. I carried her to the living room and then to the door. She closed her eyes and whispered, “Don’t tell our son about the divorce.” I nodded and put her down.
The second day, we were less clumsy. She leaned on me, and I smelled her perfume. I realized I hadn’t really looked at her in a long time. She had wrinkles, and her hair was turning gray. Our marriage had been hard on her. I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, I felt a connection coming back. This was the woman who had given me ten years of her life. By the fifth and sixth day, we were getting closer again. It got easier to carry her, and I noticed she was losing weight.
One morning, I realized she was hiding a lot of pain. I touched her head. Our son came in and said, “Dad, it’s time to carry mom out!” It had become a daily thing for him. My wife hugged him tightly. I looked away because I was afraid I would change my mind. I carried her, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, like on our wedding day.
On the last day, I could barely move. I knew what I had to do. I went to Jane’s place and told her, “I’m sorry, Jane, but I don’t want to divorce my wife.”
It was clear to me now. I had carried my wife into our home on our wedding day, and I was supposed to hold her “until death do us part.” I bought flowers for her and told the florist to write, “I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us part.”
I got home with the flowers and a smile. But my wife had died in her sleep. She had been fighting cancer for months, but I was too busy with Jane to notice. She knew she was dying and wanted to protect our son. At least he would remember me as a loving husband. I carried her out one last time.
The small, everyday things in our lives are what really matter in a relationship, not big houses or fancy cars. Those things can make life comfortable, but they don’t make you happy.
What can you learn from this story?
- Communication is Key: Talking about problems is important. Avoiding tough conversations can make things worse.
- Don’t Take People for Granted: Pay attention to the people you love. Notice the little things and appreciate them.
- Small Acts of Kindness Matter: Showing affection and doing small things can build strong relationships.
- Time Changes Things: Relationships change over time. Be ready to adapt and grow together.
- Honesty and Integrity: Being honest about your feelings is important, even when it’s hard.
- Prioritize Relationships: Material things are not as important as the people you love.
- Forgiveness and Second Chances: Sometimes, people make mistakes, but they can learn and change.
- Cherish Every Moment: You never know how much time you have with someone, so make the most of it.
- Empathy: Try to understand how others feel, even when you don’t agree with them.
- Actions Speak Louder than Words: Showing love through actions is more powerful than just saying “I love you.”
What did you learn from this story? Please share below.
Begin Each Day With Love
Henceforth, I will look upon all things with love and I will be born again. I will love the sun for it warms my bones; yet I will love the rain for it cleanses my spirit. I will love the light for it shows me the way; yet I will love the darkness for it shows me the stars. I will welcome happiness because it enlarges my heart; yet I will endure sadness because it opens my soul. I will acknowledge rewards because they are my due; yet I will welcome obstacles because they are my challenge. I will greet this day with love in my heart. -Og Mandino
Aren’t We All Just Flowers in the Sun?
Aren’t we all just flowers in the sun?
We start small. We live through sunny days which help us grow, rains which nourish our souls, and storms which nearly end us, yet we survive.
But, flowers have no fear. They grow without worry of envy from other flowers, they don’t feel inferior to those taller, or superior to those not quite as tall.
Wouldn’t it be sad if a flower didn’t bloom at all, for fear that it’s colors wouldn’t be as bright, or that it’s petals may not be good enough for the world? Each one blooms in it’s own way, knowing without knowing, that’s all there is to life. Each one has worth. It really doesn’t matter if you are an early or late bloomer, just as long as you make sure to bloom to your full potential.
Enjoy your time in the sun.







