She is the only woman you can “cheat” on your wife
Hello! I come back with an article that I recently found in my endless internet searches … One of them made me goosebumps, I learned something and I feel I have to share it with you:
After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted to go out to dinner and a movie with another woman. He said, “I love you, but I know this woman loves you too, and she’d love to spend some time with you.”
This woman my wife wanted to date was my mother, who had been a widow for 19 years, and the demands of my job and the 3 children meant that I could only visit her occasionally.
That evening, I called to invite her to dinner and to the movies.
“What’s wrong with you, did something happen?” she asked.
“I thought I’d like to spend time with you,” I said. “Only the two of us.”
He thought for a moment, then said, “I’d love to.”
That Friday, after work, I walked over to her and was a little worried. She had curled her hair and wore the dress she had worn when she celebrated her last wedding anniversary. She smiled, and her face was as bright as an angel’s.
“I told my friends I was going out with my son, and they were impressed,” she said as she got into the car. “She can’t wait to hear all about our meeting.”
We went to a restaurant which, although not elegant, was very pleasant and with a special atmosphere. My mother took my arm as if she were the wife of the President of America. After we sat down, I had to read his menu. Her eyes could only see the capital letters.
Halfway through the menu, I looked up, and saw my mother looking at me. She had a nostalgic smile on her face. “I was the one who read your menu to you when you were little,” she said. “Then now is the time to calm down, and let me return your favor,” I replied.
During dinner, we had a pleasant conversation – nothing extraordinary, we simply learned about the recent events in the other’s life. We talked so much that I completely forgot about the movie. When I got home to her later, she said, “I’ll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.” I agreed, of course.
“How was your dinner?” my wife asked me when I got home.
“Very beautiful. More beautiful than I could have imagined, ”I replied.
A few days later, my mother died of a heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I had nothing to do with it. Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of the bill from the restaurant where I was. On a piece of paper attached to it, it said, “I paid the bill in advance. I wasn’t sure I could make it to the next meeting; But in any case, I paid two cutlery, one for you and one for your wife. You’ll never know how much that night meant to me. I love you, son. ”
At that moment, I understood the importance of saying “I love you!” in time and to give loved ones the time they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than family.
