In and sickness, and that nothing separates us

Stories like this have already inspired films at the box office and I was able, with pride and excitement, to live a thousandth of the life of a couple who showed me that love knows no barriers, love is a bridge that crosses us wherever we are I want to go.

There, in my corner, ready to hear love stories, I saw a family go from here to here, their eyes glued to the books on display, until the blessed books brought them closer to me. I couldn’t help but notice more closely, that the woman looked different, with aftermath that made me think I’d suffered burns.

  • When I approached and explained the purpose of being there.
  • They looked at each other and he said: ?Ixi.
  • If we’re going to tell you.
  • Then.
  • Looking at her.
  • She continued:?Come on.
  • Tell him.
  • To which she answered.
  • Shy 😕 Oh no.
  • Tell me.

And then they started? I couldn’t even go on with my notes, I hugged my clipboard and stood there listening, astonished and ashamed of my weakness. I couldn’t help but think it was real love.

One day, like so many in the lives of so many mortals, they married, loved each other, and decided to get married. Months after the wedding, she felt her muscles contract, felt changes in her body and was diagnosed with a type of severe muscle atrophy, which compromised her nervous and muscle system, causing irreversible deformities throughout her body.

The face and the rest of the body were deformed, coordination ceased to exist, did their hands atrophy, and they had just been married. I was afraid I’d leave her. I felt I needed it more than ever.

This dream of almost all couples, of having children, could not be realized naturally by them, because the uterus, being a muscle, had also lost the ability to stretch and behave like a baby. They also had to deal with that frustration.

But, with life being this box of surprises, and having God an unknown plan for all, against all odds, she became pregnant, the doctor condemned this pregnancy, the baby would have no room to develop and abortion was something that happened at any time, and could even pose a risk to her life, yet they decided to continue with the pregnancy.

At the time, they interrupted the story, pointed to a girl in her 5 or 6 years old who was accompanying them and said:The result is there.

I shuddered at that moment, now trembling as I transcribed it. Do we know anything about life? Life knows you.

I asked him if he had ever thought about giving up the relationship, I asked him about his difficulties. She said she never thought about it and she, always smiling, said that “life is like this, do what, you have to live. “

Should we live?

Thinking that this story was an example of perseverance and true love, I finished my notes and congratulated them on their love for each other, when he interrupted me and said:?Ixi, if we want to say it all, there’s so much in this medium.

So he went on? She told me that she was unemployed, desperate, that she thought she was going to give up everything, that she had lost the strength to fight with life’s difficulties by knocking on everyone’s door, at that point in her life, when she lacked energy, she found him hanging by a rope, already hanging, in agony. And she saved him.

He saved her. She saved him. They saved me, I don’t know who has the role of savior in this story, I couldn’t and maybe I didn’t want to know anymore, I think I was there digesting all my inability to be more persistent in the face. of my challenges, I was there thinking about the immensity of love and what is capable.

Until that moment I admired a man who overcate pride and vanity, who honored the love he swore to this woman and stood by her side, when many were gone, did not take into account the appearance, the limits imposed by the disease. in this woman, he loved her and simply looked after her, as he promised to take care of her.

Until then I thought she was a strong and warrior woman, who had the support and love of a man who supported her, but then I could see that the force came from both sides, and that she needed to be strong and determined by both sides. (all three), when she ran out of energy and surrendered, she did not sit down with him and had a conversation to revive him, took a rope around the neck of the man he loved, and who for seconds had not given him everything, not knowing what else to do.

Are they gone? For a few minutes I was immersed in this story, I could spend the same minute without hearing any more stories, sitting down and telling the love and strength it has.

It is impossible, in an example like this, not to look at oneself, we renounce both the slightest sign of difficulty. We abandon our studies, a job, a dream, a project, a love, when things get complicated we choose to move away from the indigestible.

“Where is your treasure, there will be your heart too?” We just stay where what exists is too rare for us to lose. Even if they scare us away, we manage to stay close, if we really want to fight for what it is. so important to us. Although it is very difficult, we maintain what we value very closely.

Isn’t love fragile? Love is the strongest rock I’ve ever known. It survives adversity, it is the basis and foundation of our lives. Where there is love, it does not stop, it survives. Where there is love, there is love, whatever the circumstances.

The love of this couple has kept them together, united in a difficulty that I am not able to measure, I can not even say that I imagine what it is like, because I cannot imagine.

When I saw them leave, I have no regrets about my own life, but I sincerely wished that there was in my heart this love capable of moving everything to care for those who are loved. Maybe this great love isn’t a romantic. love, maybe it doesn’t involve carnal feelings?

Do we seek so much love in a couple who share the bed and dream with us? Where is the love that transforms us? What will make us overcome this opaque barrier of feelings? What kind of love is that?

Maybe we don’t know anything about love yet, just that it transforms life?That’s all that changes us. Only he transposes us.

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