Some people say that marriage is like a cage in which the birds of freedom are kept. But I feel that marriage is not a cage, but a warm harbor where you can rest when you are tired.
However, marriage is not an eternal paradise. If each other loses their vision and pursuit of the future, slacks off and is comfortable, and indulges in the present, then no matter how good the material conditions are, the spiritual life can only survive. For a long-lasting and happy marriage, both parties need to manage it carefully.
Summer and I met in college, and the innocent friendship of childhood sweethearts slowly sublimated into romantic love. Soon after graduation, we got married and started our married life.
The first few years were all good. We are busy with work during the day and find time to enjoy the world for two at night. Summer is a virtuous and generous wife, hardworking and housekeeping. I would often take her on trips to relax, for fear that she would be too busy with housework.
But slowly, the traces of time began to appear on each other. My desire to explore the unknown faded, and I had nothing to do every day, just lying on the couch and watching TV. Summer sometimes says helplessly that I want to live the life full of laughter in the past.
Gradually, the contradictions between the two of us began to intensify. I always lose my temper with Summer, and she will cry and accuse me of changing. The quarrels again and again make the temperature of love subside, and it is replaced by a faint resentment in each other's hearts.
Eventually, Summer couldn't stand the pain and filed for divorce. Although I was mentally prepared in advance, I was still caught off guard when I really faced it. I tried to redeem it, but she had already made up her mind.
For the first week after the divorce, I had a dull life. The house suddenly became deserted, and the laughter of summer could no longer be heard. Sitting alone in a room, you suddenly feel lonely and helpless.
I wanted to contact her a few times to tell her I was sorry. But whenever I pick up the phone, I feel that I am the scumbag who was dumped. I was tormented by the contradictions in my heart. Until one day I suddenly realized that I knew how to cherish it when I lost it.
This understanding is not easy to come by. If you take marriage for granted and take your feelings for granted, when you lose it, you will only be left with endless regrets and self-blame.
So I started to reflect on what was wrong with me. I'm too conceited and proud to bow my head. I always think that right and wrong are all in her, and I never examine myself. Most importantly, I take everything for granted and lack the self-consciousness to cherish it.
Now I just want to tell her that I used to be: thank you for giving me happy years, although it ended in separation, I still cherish you. If there is still a chance, I am willing to start over for the sake of this relationship.
Nothing compares to the value of affection. When you were looking forward to getting married, did you really understand the meaning? It wasn't until he missed the opportunity and left him devastated that he slowly understood the truth.
Some people say that marriage is like a box of chocolates, you never know what the next one will taste like. But I prefer to compare it to a plant that needs to be cared for by both parties. Only by watering it with care can it grow into a towering tree that will be passed down from generation to generation.
If there is an afterlife, I hope to hold hands with you again and walk into the palace of marriage, and make a lifelong vow affectionately. This time, I will definitely do my best to carve a happy life that belongs to us.