After marriage, a woman's sight becomes so keen that she can see right through her husband without looking at him, and a man's so dull that he can look right through his wife without seeing her.
So true. All that a husband or wife really wants is to be pitied a little, praised a little, and appreciated a little.
i have too many expectations, perhaps that is my problem after becoming a wife. i was expecting that each time i cook my husband would say "sedap!" instead of me myself had to ask "sedap tak?" at times i wish my husband would cuddle me at the right time; not when i was in the kitchen holding a knife with smelly pieces of meat. how i wish he would surprise me with a bouquet of roses each time i sulk. how i wish he would help me to choose things that i want to buy for myself instead of saying "ikut suka" or "ntah" how i wish he would take me to candle light dinner at Sunlight again as we did on my birthday before i was married to him.
too many how-i-wish.
i was trying to retrieve my sense. wait wait.
what about those moment when he surprised me with a gold anklet after i finished my confinement with a verbal message : "thank you for giving me a chance to be a dad"? what about those moment when he said "cantik isteri abang"? those moment when he went to the pasar and bought me my favourite satay and char quey tiau? those moment when he didn't allow me to carry a thing but my son; and he'll do all the trips to bring those luggage upstairs. those moment when he agrees to all my clever ideas that works all the time (puji diri sendiri)
quite many positive ones.
being married for 17 months, with only 5 months that we are truly been living together, i learn to appreciate the absence that we used to have. it is so damn true - absence makes the heart grow fonder. that is when you have all the time in the world to recall all the good things that happened around you and your spouse.
i need a break. writing is a therapy. if you find this crappy. please leave. thank you.
all thanks to writing. i gained my sense back. tomorrow will be great.
nite.
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