Finding true love, later in life, and surely enough, the two of you would, cherish it even more, translated…
My husband and I are married a year now, without the romantic flowers, no presents either, just two connected hearts, and a simple, yummy dinner to share.
As we marched into the midlife years, it’s truly difficult, to meet that someone you love. My husband and I met two autumns ago online, three months later, we’d met out, then, two months afterwards, we were, wed. There was only that one line that he said to me, as a marriage proposal, “I’d missed you so I wanted to cry, let’s get married then!”, and I’d, nodded. Found each other online, in a flash we were, wed, our ages added up to over 110, it’s, a bit, avant garde.
like this??? Photo from online…
I’d quickly ended my career in Hong Kong, followed my husband to this unknown city of Taidong to live. My husband is a man of culture, never married until he was in his sixties, and I, a single mother for twenty years, and in the past, I’d put my heart and soul on my career and my children, two years ago, my children became adults and started working, and mission, complete, and, the timing was right in my husband and I being together.
A year, it’d been, hard, from a career-oriented woman, I’d marched into the realms of housewife, what was hard was I’d needed to change my habits that I’d lived on for over decades in Hong Kong. from the start, it was, awkward, I’d gotten into it with my husband on making a plate of stir-fried vegetables; he’d insisted that I cut the vegetables into segments, then cook, but I’d insisted on cooking the vegetables as wholes, and so there were, a lot of fights, silent treatments too. After awhile, I’d become, tired, and had, wanted to quit this marriage too, but, I couldn’t let go of my love for my husband, and slowly, I’d started, introspecting, and decided, to change my ways, and found a way, to adapt myself, to this new life. With the hard work I’d put in, I’d, finally got there, and my happiness kept rising, as two people who love one another start living together, if you can’t change each other, then, learn to change yourselves, that, is the best way.
Several days ago, I’d gone to shop for groceries with my husband, he saw how casually I’d dressed, he’d laughed aloud, “From a goddess, to an aunty, that, is life, you know it? The first half of your life, you’d spent working, never entered into the realms of life, how’s life treating you?” I’d carried the goods, panted, and said to him proudly, “Life is so wonderful, living with my husband, even better!”
weathered through the former years of their lives, and now, they’d found one another…photo from online…
Marriage, like how we were in love, alighting a train, and, no matter what happens along the way, never letting go of each other.
So, this couple had, found love, late in their lives, but, they’d taken advantage of the time they had, lived moment to moment, enjoying one another’s companies, surely, there would be, frictions from the day to day, but, because they’re older, they’d understood more about love, so, they will more than likely, to make it last!
Life, the Obstacle Course 