A year ago, there was a couple that had been married for nearly 10 years,
separated for the last three years. After eight years of marriage, she suddenly
left. She wanted space and freedom, it seems. He had to let her go. Their
marriage had not been easy to both of them. Social status cut a deep chasm
between them. She was a successful graduate. He was nobody but a clerk - a 15
years older than she was. Her family objected strongly to their relationship
and the social circles she belonged to caused him deep discomfort, insecurity
and inferiority. He had never managed to blend in ; he choose not to blend in.
This social situation was worsened
by the fact that he was a house-husband, bringing their two sons up, sons who
saw little of their mother as she worked long hours. It did not help that she
was the sole breadwinner on top of everything else. So when she decided enough
is enough, he had let her go. She never came back.
And then he heard that she was sick. She was suffering from aggressive
ovarian cancer. He wanted to take her home. No matter the problems with their
relationships, he still loved her. He said,''She choose me, when no one else
would. This is something i remain proud of. She agreed. She told him she wanted
closure and most of all FORGIVENESS. Her two sons
were less enthusiastic. Why return when she was dying and not when she was
living? Their father explained everything.
He cared for her till she died.
Home is home. It was a sanctuary. It is a place of sharing, understanding
and redemption.
There is joy in giving and receiving. But gifts comes in many forms. The
gift of forgiveness, to forgive and to be forgiven, is priceless because it
finally brings together that which is separated.
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