I have great reasons or counted reasons to remain glued and listen to my husband's words at all times. My husband has proven me wrong beyond all reasonable doubt.
It happened that when we were newly married, I was so hard on my husband. I did not seem to like him from the start. I only wanted to get married and leave my parents’ house because of the way they were always behaving and scolding me. Not only that but I hate being scolded and shouted at. My late mom was a living testimony, but now that she is no more, my husband would be able to know what I'm saying.
When he came by and asked for my hand in marriage, I could not hesitate to answer him, as I was not ready to stay with my parents anymore. He was always happy being with me, but then the question was, was I happy being with him? I was only managing to remain glued to him. He knew about it but cared less and instead wanted to make me love him. We got married and were living under the same umbrella. He was trying hard to bring the element of love around me, but I seem to have this feeling of rejection for him.
One day, when he came home late from work, I began to shout at him just to get his reaction, but the more I shouted, the more he ignored my shouting. Deep within me, I kept saying, *What kind of man is this? Why is he always not replying to my sad words?”
He kept silent and continued doing something else. Another day, he was supposed to buy some foodstuffs for the house, but I believed he had forgotten. I couldn't care less if he had forgotten, but I wanted him to talk back to me, certainly. I raised my voice just to make him talk, but then he was silent without saying a word. He later said what always makes me sad: “I'm sorry, I had forgotten, but I will go get the foodstuffs now.” On a normal day, I was supposed to be the one getting those foodstuffs, but the reverse was the case. I raised my voice and started talking so hard at him, but the water was even quieter than my husband. My words were just like, “back to the sender.” The more I talked to him, the more painful and aggravated I was.
With all said and done, I became pregnant. This time, my words became so tough. I thought he would get fed up and raise his hands on me, but then he paid attention to my deaf ears. This means he was less concerned with my words. He always washed the dirty plates without command. He also carries me like a baby and can never see me cry. I observed him critically and called him after lashing him with pale words.
“Honey, please, let's have a word.” He could not hesitate to sit comfortably without shaking.
“What's the problem?” He asked with boldness.
“Why are you not retaliating even after saying hard words at you? You know there is no normal human being who can accept those sad words I always spoke to you, but you tolerated it all. Why have you not been talking back to me?” I was just gazing at him, hearing what he had to say.
“My mom trained me not to talk back to women, especially my wife. She warned me critically not to raise my hands at my wife, even though she was saying words that could hurt my feelings," he said, smiling at me.
“So you mean my mom did not train me well, right?” He gazed at me and seemingly regretted saying those words.
“No, I never said that. I am just saying what my mom told me. OK, I'm sorry; I thought I would use those words to answer your question," he said.
“The truth is that I did not love you from the beginning, but after today, I decided to think twice and think deeply after gazing at you and observing you from a distance. I regretted talking so hard to you. I promised not to talk so hard at you ever again. Likewise, I will henceforth show you the kind of love I have never shown you before. My husband smiled and responded, “I knew one day I would gain your love.”.
“OK, so you want me to change back again?” I only tried to capture his mind.
He responded, “I don't pray for that to happen.”.
I drew him close and hugged him warmly. Ever since that day, our love has grown stronger and stronger. He still acts the same way, always obeying my words. This made me love him so intensely.
Three months later, I gave birth to a bouncing baby girl. He was the happiest being on earth. He showed me more love than ever, and I always showed him love in return.
Love is sweet.
