My parents told me to be patient when I said I didnt love Sarah and urged me to wait. How did that waiting turn out?
Marrying Sarah was a waking nightmare. She was demanding, loud, but my father had chosen her for me. He spotted his old mates daughter and decided wed be perfect for each other. Since I didnt have another girl at the time and was already thirty, I had to marry her. Sarah controlled everything in our marriageevery detail had to align with her plans and wishes. Just as she intended, we had our first child, then a second.
Life carried on in its own way, full of hardship and setbacks. There were so many awful moments that made it feel like living hell. I hated my wife, my children, and I fell out badly with my father-in-law. I never thought Id manage without a divorce.
Mum always supported me, but both she and Dad kept telling me to wait it out and be patient. It was as if they knew something, having lived their years, and were certain Id understand the truth when I was older.
And so, the children grew up and moved on. Im still with Sarahweve grown used to each other, found our rhythm, and now I cant imagine life without her. Money is steady enough. Weve finally found a quiet happiness, the kind that makes life feel like a fairy tale. Were both healthy, want for nothing, love each other, and hardly have a care in the world. Everything is as right as rain. For the longest time, theres been nothing to complain about.
It took us years to get here, but I wonder do people truly feel happy when theyre busy with work, children, and everything else? Or do they, like me, only find it in old age? When theres nowhere left to run, and no reason to.
