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I am more than grateful to my Wife for everything,
The story is simple, for a guy (me) who is tested to have an above than average IQ somehow decided to throw his future for a 17 year old girl.
Never in my life I regretted that decision, but that also meant being "disowned" and somehow prove, that I, a twenty four year old kid can raise a family on my own.
When she told me all she can give me is "everything" (that is close to nothing in monetary value) I told her that it is more than enough... it is enough to solidify my resolve.
So, how to thank a girl, whom smiled and never complained that we don't have much to eat, not enough to buy medicine, not having a proper roof over our heads, whom I need to leave alone for months without certainty that I am coming back... whom decided on her own to deliver a baby on a ramshackle house (not even our own) with her thyroid problems and just smile and say everything will be okay.
I burned with hatred for my family for that, but more on myself, and so I promised.
I think, I broke her heart then, her seeing me hellbent on working hours on end... in half a decade, I manage to properly provide all our family's basic needs.
Food, clothing, medicine, education, a roof...
Told her, "I am strong and smart, this is just the beginning... I can get us more than this (referring to a small rented room and everything in it)."
"T'is already more than what I wanted," she answered.
I don't know, maybe I am too smart that I became too stupid to comprehend her statement.
We eventually raised our status to "slightly above middle class", with access to private hospitals, medical insurance and some more. I am finally able to send her to the Operating Room to fix her thyroid with a promise that she will be better... and again FATE, from Thyroid to Cancer.
"With regular medication and checkup, I could live a healthy life for ten years... said the doctor,"
I don't know, after hearing that, I wanted to storm the hospital and massacre everyone there, truth be told — but that is not what I need to do that moment.
She wasn't herself for the past few months, more so when she learned she was pregnant and need to abort the baby due to radiation, but God gave her a miracle. Stop everything and focus all resources into bringing the baby out to the world, as healthy as possible... she didn't even need to hear anything more, she already made up her mind, and the rest is just up to me.
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Funny thing to remember then, she always gets angry, why I am always right with my decisions — that is because making the wrong decision will not just cost me my life... and because I am a Man (so I tell myself), I'll carry all our sins to HELL with me.
I chose the latter, it is not the choice I want but... It felt like there is no other choice — for her.
Pass forward nine months, a healthy baby (just weak lungs).
Told her to get back to her medications but,
"Baby needs me...",
I think I went nuts and stupidly ask "When? (we don't have forever...),". The answer was obvious, I don't know why I even asked.
Before the kid's second birthday... pandemic covered the globe (except the polar regions 🐧).
Funny thing to remember now, I am a short story writer 🤣.
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Where would I take the girl whom no matter how many times I ask the answer is,
"Anywhere, with you..."
Guess, she won't go unless I drag my sorry ass...
My answer a few years ago was Baguio, Philippines, a few bus stops away, but I want to make it special and have a plane take us there with a stop over at Singapore.
Baguio is technically a mountain province but I want a cruise ship there just floating around where we can spend another honeymoon.
She loves to eat so I want a whole ploughing restaurant to ourselves, I'll cook everything she wants.
And most of all, I want to keep that promise that I will take her there... I never make a promise I have no intention of keeping.
Oh yeah, it's a three days two nights affair as far as I remember 😁
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