The small details in your lives are what really matters in relationship.
It is not the mansion, the car, the property, the money in the bank.
These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give
happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do
those little things for each other that build intimacy.
A story I found on facebook...
"When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage but I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore.
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our home, our car and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it to pieces. The woman who had spent 10 years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I love Jane so dearly. Then she cried out loud in front of me. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
2 days after, she presented me her divorce conditions; she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that 1 month we both live a normal life as possible. Her reason was simple : our son had his exams in a month time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into our bridal room on our wedding day; and did the same thing every day in that month.
A story I found on facebook...
"When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage but I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore.
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our home, our car and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it to pieces. The woman who had spent 10 years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I love Jane so dearly. Then she cried out loud in front of me. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
2 days after, she presented me her divorce conditions; she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that 1 month we both live a normal life as possible. Her reason was simple : our son had his exams in a month time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into our bridal room on our wedding day; and did the same thing every day in that month.





