On marriage, translated…
Some say, “After a man marries, they will turn from being an animal, into a plant, then, from plants, to minerals.”, is it, really so?
That evening, I was headed over to the organization for class, I’d picked up a dress that I’d not worn regularly. Why do I not wear it regularly? Because, the colors are, too bright.
There are usually just two colors in my attire collection: black and white, and this bright yellow dress, is as bright as the golden shower tree; and, the collar was decorated with the multicolored sprinkling pieces, as if, it’s telling the world, “Over here! I’m, Over Here!”
Putting it on, I’d, gazed at the reflected image in the mirror, and naturally, I’d looked, different, than how I am ordinarily, I’d become, glowing, when I glided down the stairs in that new flair to show my husband, I’d originally thought, that the hunk in my house would holler out, “Such a beauty!”, but, my expectation fell short.
and this, is what marriage looks like…
As I got into the car, my dearly beloved hubby still hadn’t said a word, and I’d asked him on purpose, “I’d not put this dress on in so very long, what do you think of it?”, he’d replied, with a careless manner, “I’m driving, I can’t get distracted right now!”
As we arrived at the association, the moment we walked in, everybody was turning my way, because of the dress I have on, and, the sounds of praises came; only that dumb goose, still failed to see, the beautiful, yellow butterfly, before his eyes.
At bed time, I just couldn’t help it anymore, I’d asked him, “For the two hours of class a short while ago, I’d sat next to you, do you know what color of clothing I had on today?”
That dumb-headed goose thought for a long while, then replied, “Don’t you always dress in the colors of the many banded krait, black and white?”
I was fuming then! I dressed up, as a shiny, golden shower tree, but, he saw me, as a black and white snake, even IF you’re color blind to a fault, this is not at all, possible! That naturally mean, that he’d not taken one single look at me the entire evening.
I recalled how when we first fell in love, he’d always looked at me through his motorcycle rearview mirrors, and complimented, “So beautiful, so radiant, I can’t get enough of you!”, and now, it’d become, “my face had not yet been filled with wrinkles, but he’d stopped seeing me”.
everything slowly, lost color in a marriage…
Could it be, that beauty only exists, in the eyes of the beholder? Then, I should stop, dressing myself up from here on out. I’d made up my mind, to become a woman who dresses up for nobody else BUT herself, and ignore this piece of MINERAL living with me!
This, is what happens, after the two of you got married for a very long time (maybe not that long!!!), but eventually, your hubbies are going to, stop noticing you, after all, you are, already, their wives (1 @ a time), and, they are no longer compelled, to compliment us like crazy, from back in the day when we hadn’t said our “I do’s”, and that, is just what marriage is all about, getting bored, trying to get them to notice you, and that will eventually become, too grueling, and, you’d get too tired of trying, and, if you can’t be happy with yourselves, then, your marriages would be, totaled, because love will eventually fade into gray!!!
Life, the Obstacle Course 