Love Lessons
September 22, 2009 7:10 pm History, Just Me, Relationships, Religion, Wisdom
You want to hear something weird. On the day that I tried to kill myself, there was a woman I knew about 6 years (correction: 8 years) ago who also tried to kill herself on that very same day. Unlike me, having the pills all laid out in front of her, she changed her mind and strangely instead of dyeing like I was supposed to, I lived. I wonder what would have happened if she decided to take those pills, we probably would have both died and it might of went like this.
Here I am standing before God, and God asks me, “What the hell did you do that for?” I would reply, “nobody loves me.” God would say, “Standing beside me here is a woman who loved you.”
She changed her mind and I lived. Why did I live, maybe I got another chance. I looked her up online and found her daughter on Facebook. Contacted her daughter who gave me her mother’s phone number and we’re dating again. In my lifetime I will have at least made one person happy, and that is worth living for.
Here’s the deal. She loved me like no other women ever has and I dumped her in the dirt for someone else. It had been done to me so I did it to her, a women who has never hurt me and I hurt her badly. True, we did have an agreement, but I knew she loved me and I knew I would hurt her and yet I let her believe we would be forever and left her any ways.
She’s older than me, but you know what; Mohammed’s first wife, the woman it is said that he loved the most was 15 years older than him. She proposed to him when he was 20 and he stayed with her, her whole life and when she died Mohammad was very sorry the day she had died. So if an older women was ok for Mahammed, an older women is ok for me. The women who has loved me the most and has never hurt me and has only been good to me, I have hurt the worst, yet she still loves me and is still good to me. I don’t deserve her, but still she is mine.
A lesson I have learnt in my fifty years. Such a simple lesson, yet I have been so slow to learn it. Though we should love everyone, love those who love you the most, and you will live happy your whole life, no matter what terrible things may befall you.
Love
Roger
Lysara :
Date: September 22, 2009 @ 9:08 pm
A minor correction to your monologue – since you were with me for 8 years, that means that you knew the woman to whom you are referring more than 8 years ago, not 6 years ago. Unless there’s something you’re not telling me about?