Back in the day, people believed that you ought to marry once and stick together for the rest of your days. These days, though, most have come to realise that wasting your life on a man who shows no care or concern is quite frankly foolish. Why force yourself to salvage a marriage that brings no joy? Sadly, parting ways isnt always easy, and its not always possible to spare the children from heartbreak.
My husband left me for another woman, and suddenly I found myself alone with our one-year-old son. He told me straight out that he was no longer interested in me. Wed been married for six years. Life had been decent, although wed have rows now and then. After our son was born, my husband changed: hed get irritable over the smallest things and would disappear in the evenings. I suspected there was someone else, but I just couldnt accept it. One day he packed a bag and walked out, leaving me to cope on my own.
About six months ago, I met my second husband. Philip turned out to be an incredibly thoughtful man. He could see how hard things were for me, raising a child and juggling everything solo. After our second date, he gently asked if Id like to pop into the shop for some groceries, and then he went ahead and bought a load of things for my son.
I felt awkward, though grateful for his genuine willingness to help. Later, I asked Philip to buy some meat. I could only afford it rarely. All my earnings were swallowed up by the mortgage repayments for the flat Id bought during my first marriage, plus the cost of food. Once, the idea of taking a loan for a flat and paying it together didnt bother me. But things never worked out as planned.
When Philip told me I could pick out whatever I wanted in the shop, I actually cried. It was the first real help anyone had given me. I stuck to the basics, avoiding sweets and fruit, but he added chocolates and oranges to the shopping basket himself. Later, he brought two big bags round to my flat.
We carried on seeing each other for a few months, and I became more and more certain that Philip was a truly decent person. I realised he cared deeply for the woman he loved and would do anything for her. He proved his worth. We married soon afterwards. Philip became both a wonderful husband and a brilliant father.
Now I understand that endless promises and false love are worth nothing. What matters most is genuine care and attention from the head of the family. When someone looks after you, you feel safe and you give your love in return. Im incredibly happy with Philip. I finally feel Ive found someone reliable to share my life with peacefully. Thats happiness, isnt it?
Emily was extremely lucky to meet Philip. Not every woman needs diamonds or luxury flats to feel happy. Most women are happiest when theyre treated kindly, cared for, and respected.
May you be loved, and choose your partner wisely.
