Today, I look at my wife and the beautiful family we have together, and I am thankful to God for everything that led me to this moment. It wasn’t easy to get here, I should say. I went through things that should have broken me but here I am, as hard as a diamond. My journey began in 2009 when I entered nursing training college. I am very easygoing, so my first year in school was uneventful. I made a lot of friends of both sexes. I also buried myself in my books so I could get good grades.
As time went on, I realized that among all my friends I was fond of one particular lady called Felicity. We had mutual friends who noticed our closeness. One of them often teased, “Have you noticed that you and Feli can’t go a day without seeing each other? I am sure when you don’t see her you feel like one of your ribs is missing. You’ve got it so bad.” Of course, I thought he was always exaggerating so I brushed him off, “Why are you so dramatic? Felicity and I are just friends.”
I truly believed that whatever I shared with her was friendship. However, our friends thought otherwise. They claimed they could see very clearly what we were too blind to see. One day a friend of hers called me after lectures, “Are you busy? I want us to sit somewhere and talk.” I didn’t know what she wanted to talk about but I was concerned. As soon as we got a quiet place to sit I asked, “What is it? Are you okay? Is Felicity alright?” She smiled and pointed out, “You look very worried right now. Don’t worry, Feli is fine. However, she is the reason I want to talk to you.”
She didn’t beat about the bush. She told me, “Everyone can see that there is love brewing between the two of you. You both keep denying it but it’s there. Even a blind man can see it. The two of you should sit together and talk about it. Who knows what will happen if you give it a shot?” I hadn’t thought about Felicity as someone I had feelings for, but after I thought about what she said. I realized that she was right. I hadn’t acknowledged it but there was something there. I enjoyed spending time with Felicity. Physically too she was my type; tall and beautiful. She was also very respectful.
As soon as I figured out my feelings, I called Felicity and told her about it. She also told me, “I have feelings for you too. I didn’t realize it until our nosy friends pointed it out. Now that it’s out in the open what do we do?” I proposed that we date and see where things would go. She accepted it, and thus began our journey as the campus’ most adorable love duo. We were so inseparable and out there with our love that we became the benchmark for all other couples in our school.
Then came our national service in 2013. While she was posted to Begoro, I was sent to Kade. The distance did not come between us. On the contrary, it strengthened our bond. It was when we completed our service that the test of our love began. We were posted to different parts towns in the Eastern Region. As any serious couple will do, we started planning our future together. We had been together for over three years so we knew each other well enough to want to spend the rest of our lives together.
During this period, our bond was stronger than anything. We never went a day without speaking to each other. As far as I was concerned, we were okay. Then one day in November 2014, we were talking when she made the dreadful statement, “We need to talk but it can’t be over the phone.” The way she made the statement filled me with fear. I thought about the best-case scenarios, but that didn’t last. My mind was filled with things like; “Is she pregnant? Am I ready to be a father?” “What if she wants to leave me? But why would she want to? We are doing well.” “Did someone die?” I couldn’t rest or think about anything else until I made a trip to her place.
She gave me a warm welcome when I arrived, but that was it. She didn’t say anything to me till we went to bed. Then at dawn, I was awoken by her gentle shove. She told me, “Felix, this relationship is no longer working for me. I need some space to rethink a few things.” I knew then that she meant to break up with me but I didn’t try to change her mind. I agreed to give her space, woke up very early, bathed, gave her her spare key, and bid her goodbye. When I got home I called my mum and told her what had happened. My heart was very heavy but I had to be a man and put on a brave face.
I knew she had left me but a part of me held on to the hope that she would realize how much we meant to each other and come back to me. We still talked, and I always reminded her that I loved her. So imagine my shock when I saw her wedding invite on our group page. That invite dashed all my hopes of ever getting back together with her. I had lost her forever and I couldn’t bear to witness it. So as painful as it was, I blocked her and cut off communication with her.
I buried myself in work during the next few years and saved as much money as possible. This is because I heard rumours that her mother encouraged her to choose a rich man over me. I wasn’t poor back then but I was just starting life and I guess that wasn’t enough for her family. When I heard that was the reason she left me, I took it as motivation to better myself and further my education. I upgraded myself and met a lovely woman along the way.
When God Throws A Wife On Your Table–Beads Media
We got married in 2019 and today, I am a happy man because of her. As we speak now, God has blessed me immensely and I live a very comfortable life with my beautiful family. I now work overseas in my chosen field of work.
I don’t bear any grudges against Felicity and her family. If anything, I am thankful that their rejection made me a better man. I understand that there are times when love is just not enough. If the family stands in your way, there’s nothing you can do but let go. Life goes on. We all learn as we grow. Sometimes people see rubbles while others see precious stones. In the end, what will be will be.
— Felix
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