This emotion. This one emotion that builds homes but yet can destroy homes. The stories of heart breaks and broken spirits because of this emotion are endless. Yet we continue to seek it. Even the smiling and seemingly happy couples too behind the scenes fight a great deal but somehow this emotion always finds a way. But why can’t others find it? Or rather, why can’t others feel it?
There was a man who walked home everyday from work to his house. He worked endless hours and will even during the weekends add a few more hours just to earn the double on overtime. He does his best to feed his family. The man is married to a beautiful woman and with her have two children. They have been married for about 4 years and everything seems to be going well with this fine man. One of the days where he came back home from work, a shy few minutes after 6pm, he was met with the shock of his life:
“GOOD DAY MY HUSBAND. DO NOT BE SHOCKED. I HAVE TAKEN THE KIDS TO YOUR MOTHER’S HOUSE. AS FOR ME, I HAVE LEFT. PLEASE UNDERSTAND YOU A GOOD MAN. IT IS JUST I CAN NO LONGER BE WITH YOU.”
The man could not believe the note attached to his front door. For the past 4 years he has dedicated his whole life to this woman. The house he bought, the expensive tuition fees of his children, all in the name of this woman and now she has left him? He felt a sudden rush of tears seeking to crack through his eyes but anger stopped them. Hatred intensified the red and rush of his blood. Fuming like a dragon, his fists slammed the note with so much force that two of this right knuckles burst on impact. In that moment the sole source of his joy, had become the sole source of his hatred.
To him, this woman was all he ever needed. You see this man believed in the love from this woman with all his heart. Being a man, he became an open book to her. This woman had read very chapter of his life. He had never done this with no one except his first love. The thought of his first love began to run through his mind. His first love, people would say that she wasn’t the one for him. That she was just not worthy of his masculinity. His first love was the kind of woman who was easy going. In his heart he also knew that she wasn’t the one for him but loved her still. You see, what people do not know is that most of the pain he experienced while with his first love, it was a karma paying him back. Even though that woman broke his heart plenty of times, some saying to the point that his heart can never be mended back together, what he did to her is tenfold of her crimes. He sometimes mourns the death of her soul because he knows he was the one that killed it. But unlike this woman who has just left, her first love always looked him in the eyes and said: “I love you.”
He wonders now what has he done that has made this woman just leave. This woman which he had began building a life with. This woman who got the ‘thumbs up’ from his mother. What has he done to make her just suddenly, with a hand written note attached on the front door of their house, to leave him and the home they had built? He thinks about his friends’ advice that his problem was that he got attached to quickly. You see, to him this made sense because those friends of his never had woman problems. While he, 99% of his problems came from women. His friends were the kind they would get the woman going crazy for them, unlike him who got crazy for the woman. He admired the advice of his friends because the women that his friends got, they were the women in which can be role models in society. The women found among the elites of social order. People have the terrible misconception that only party girls and young girls interested in material gain are the ones that chase men with power. Power attracts power and he understood in that moment, he had none of it.
Suddenly the anger and hatred got exhausted by the stale flow of love that still coursed in his body for this now gone woman. Tears began to run down his cheeks like great waterfalls over mountains. Tears cleansing his heart from the affection he had of this woman. Tears cleansing the joy this woman brought in his life. It was like with each tear that escaped from his eyes, an essence of her left his mind, body and soul. After a full night of crying, he finally came to. In his heart he knew he should not be bitter. In his heart he knew that her leaving only opened room of another to enter his heart. He knew that time does not heal but brings understanding. It is this understanding that heals and will make him a better man. Even though he admires his friends and the women they date, he knows that deep in their hearts they have blocked the channels that allow love to flow. They might have mastered the art of seduction, but their cold hearts have ceased to feel the warm embrace- of a woman’s love.
He knew that she left for a reason and in time he will forgive her. The one woman who broke his heart the most taught him that love always finds a way. Therefore the departure of this woman he knew it was love at work. He sat there wondering why she left him. But he knew that she left because love took her away. Whatever it was that was eating her inside was the reflection of some hunger or thirst only satisfied through love. Maybe his love wasn’t enough for her and she was just going with emotions. Maybe it was the fact he was her slave and not her King. Whatever the reason, at that moment he found a peace lodged deep within him. At that moment he understood the greatest truth of them all:
God is Love.