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I always thought I was the happiest woman in the world.
I have a happy home, a husband who loves me, and a sensible son.
However, all this was shattered by the unexpected death of his son.
It was a sunny spring day, and my son and I were playing in the park.
He ran around, and his laughter warmed people's hearts like a spring breeze.
However, at this moment, a car suddenly lost control and crashed into my son.
I watched him fall, bleeding all over the floor, and I couldn't do anything.
I still can't forget the heart-rending pain.
The death of his son was like a nightmare, and he could not wake up.
I couldn't accept this reality, and I cried so much that I couldn't stop crying.
I recalled his bright smile, listened to his milky voice calling his mother, recalled the days when he once held his hand, but now, these are all memories.
When I needed comfort the most, I told my husband about my pain.
I hope he will continue to bring me comfort and strength.
But he was unmoved.
He always kept a straight face, as if his son's death had nothing to do with him.
When I was crying, he interjected impatiently and said that I had made him lose face.
I wonder if my husband doesn't love me anymore.
Why doesn't he understand my pain?Can't you just give me a little support and comfort?
In my darkest moments, I needed his companionship and love, and he was getting farther and farther away from me.
I began to pay close attention to his every move.
I found that since my son died, his attitude towards me has become more and more cold.
He didn't care about me, didn't think about me, and even started to run away from my gaze.
His world seemed to be slowly closing, and he didn't want to share anything with me.
A few months after my son died, my husband and I were sitting in the living room watching TV one night.
I mustered up the courage to ask him, "Why are you so cold to me when I need you the most?"”
After a long silence, he finally spoke.
Do you know how painful my heart is?His voice was hoarse, "Watching you suffer every day, I can't share it for you." I don't even dare let you know, because that will only make you sadder. ”
I looked at him in amazement, and it turned out that he was not indifferent, and he was also suffering greatly.
He always tried to hide his grief, hoping to give me some support and give me some comfort.
But he didn't know that the more cold he was, the more he alienated me, and the more painful it would be for me.
At that time, I really understood my husband's inner world.
How can you not feel the pain of losing a child?He just didn't want me to see it.
I hugged him tightly.
It seems that this is the only way that we can help each other get through this together.
We think back to everything our son went through when he was alive and share each other's pain and sorrow.
It's a tough process, but the relationship between us is gradually getting better.
I began to realize my husband's vulnerability and helplessness, and he began to understand my pain and needs.
During those dark years, we supported each other and worked together, and our marriage was stronger as a result.
The sudden loss of my son made me realize more about how impermanent and precious life is.
I know how to cherish the present, and I know how to cherish the people and things around me.
I've also learned that marriage is more than just loving and accompanying each other.
More importantly, we can support and understand each other in the face of difficulties and setbacks.
Things have happened and we can't change them, but we can choose to face them and accept them.
The loss of my son has made me cherish life even more.
At the same time, I also cherish the relationship with my husband even more, and I also cherish this marriage even more.
I firmly believe that we will always go hand in hand!