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So, when I picked her on the first day, we both proved to be quite clumsy, stupid.

"That night when returning home, while my wife clean up dinner, I grabbed her hand and said, I need to tell her. She sat down, quietly eating. Once again I see the pain in her eyes.

Suddenly, I don't know how to start the story. But I have to tell her know what I was thinking. I want to divorce. I stated the problem out calmly. She didn't seem to be uncomfortable with the words I say, instead of just quietly ask, why?

I avoided her questions answered. This made her angry. She throws the chopsticks come and yell at me, he is not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. Her sobbing. I know she wants to find out what happened to my marriage . But I can hardly give her an answer, she was easy to Jane steals d. my heart. I no longer love her anymore. I just pity her!

Really feel guilty, I draft simple divorce stating she will own a House, car and 30% of the shares of the company. She glanced at it and then tear it to pieces. The woman has undergone more than a dozen years of his life to me suddenly became a stranger. I feel sorry for her because of lost time, resources and effort, but I can not retract the words said-I was too in love with Jane. Finally she pours cried in front of me, and that's what I expect to happen. For me, the cries of her will is the way to relieve the pain. The idea about the divorce have been paying for many weekend hours seems sure and more clearly.

The next day, I came home very late and she is bent at the desk writing plug-in. I didn't eat dinner that always goes to sleep and fell asleep very quickly because I was tired after a busy day with Jane. When woke, she still sat at the table writing. I'm not interested so I come and sleep.

Morning wake up, my wife started presenting the divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but I notice a month before the divorce. She asked that in a month, both of us are trying to live a normal life as possible. The reason she put off quite simple: our son will have his exams in a month and she doesn't want to do it with the distraction of a broken marriage.

I can accept this condition. But she also asked for more than that, she asked me to recall how I had put her in a room off the bride in our wedding day. She asked every day in a month's time to I have to get her out of our bedroom to the front door in the morning. I thought she was crazy. Just to help those of our last day together is acceptable I nodded approval required her oddly.

I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. She laughed loud and said that it was a stupid request. Regardless of what the section on offense and wife, she must still face the divorce, Jane said in a scornful way.

My wife and I have not touched anything physically since my divorce intention is expressed in a clear manner. So, when I picked her on the first day, we both proved to be quite clumsy, stupid. My son and applause followed us: my father is closing his hand on the mother. The words of my son gives me a feeling of pain.

From the bedroom to the living room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her on the hand. Her eyes and said softly, don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded and felt a little something broke. I put her down in the entrance. She stood there waiting for the bus to go to work. I drove alone to the Office.

On the second day, we both have to act more easily. She relied on my chest. I can smell the scent from her coat. I realized that I had not seen this woman carefully for a long time. I realize she's not young anymore. There are wrinkles on her face, her hair was gray reclining! Our marriage has taken away much of her. In a minute, I wonder what I did to her.

On Wednesday, when I lifted her up, I feel a sense of familiarity returned. This is a woman who has had ten years of living with me. On Thursday and Friday, I realized that the feeling of intimacy has continued to increase. I didn't tell Jane about this. The closing my wife has become easier as time passed slowly for a month. Perhaps such a practice every day has made me become better.

One morning, she has carefully chosen the map to wear. She tried a couple of sets but could not find a suitable Kit. Finally, she sighed, all his clothes have become broader. I suddenly realized that she was too thin, that is why I am carrying her was easier.

Suddenly it was like a blow on me ... She had to bury much of the pain and the grief and bitterness in the heart. Unconsciously, I reach out and touch her.

At the moment our son ran to and said, Dad, it's time to closing out. For the boy, his father saw the closing of his mother on hand has become an essential part of its life. My wife give our son back and hug it tightly. I go for fear that I may change my decision at the last minute. Then I picked her up in my arms, steps from the bedroom, across the living room, and walked through the hallway of her arms through the ages ... I'm a gentle and natural manner. I hugged her tightly, like on our wedding day.

Sad thing is she is also lighter than I thought. On the last day, when hugged her in my arms, I could hardly take off foot step. Our son went to school.

I hugged her tightly and said, have you not noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to the Office .... jumped out of the car quickly without the need to lock all car doors. I was afraid any delay would I change will render his or her decision. I walked up those stairs. Jane opened the door and I told her, sorry Jane, you don't want to divorce.

She looked at me, surprised, and then stroking my forehead. You have a fever? She said. I removed her hand out. Sorry, Jane, I said, I will not divorce. His married life was probably boring for her and he does not appreciate the details of the common life, not because we didn't love each other anymore.

He now recognizes that because he was closing in on her wedding day, he will throw it until death do you and her. Jane seems to like the gown. She gave me a slap like and then slamming the door and turn to cry. Me down the stairs and drive away.

At the side of the flower shop, I buy a bunch of flowers for my wife. She asked the sales I need to record what's on the cards. I smiled and wrote "I will out of the room in the morning until we suffer death".

That evening, I arrived at the home, with flowers on hand and, smiling lips, I ran up the stairs, only to find my wife in bed-she's gone. My wife has been battling cancer for several months and I've been too busy with Jane to be able to recognize that.

She knew that she would die and she wanted to prevent me from any negative reaction from our son, in case we will divorce together-at least, in the eyes of our son-I is a husband who is full of love .

The small details of your life really is important in a relationship. It is not Villa, car, property, or money in the Bank. The things that create a more favorable environment for happiness, but they cannot bring happiness for us.

So, please take the time to become close friends with your mate and make other small things to build intimacy. Let's have a real happy marriage!

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Remember that love is the most precious thing in all the treasures. Without it you will have nothing, and if it you have everything. Love is never lost, even when the bones of a person you love has become ashes. Just as the fragrance of Sandalwood is never lost, even if it has been crushed, likewise the platform of love is the soul, it's indestructible and lasts forever. Beauty might be lost, but never love.=

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