How her husband’s quietness complimented her, how this couple matched so well together, by quite the opposite to each other, translated…
Recently, there seemed, to be never ending things I can say to my husband. Ordinarily, we’d always, d always, grappled tightly onto all the time to spare that we have, fought for the minutes and seconds we could, talk to each other; we’d rarely found the opportunity to go out on a date, we’d, found a shop, ordered up our drinks, and just sat and talked, to enjoy a leisure afternoon together.
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Comparing to my upbeat, my outgoing nature, Mr. Wang from my house had always been, a man of few words, very steady. Every time he’d spoken to the outside world, it was like he was, writing the passage in the “Times”, everything that was big, after he’d, condensed, concentrated it, it’d become, a few short words, and, I’d, needed to add the postscript of over a hundred words, so others can see that his views were, quite grand. And yet, as we are just alone, then, things start to, collapse, he’d brought out the words of Confucius, and the greats, talked of the wisdoms from the centuries of masters to me. It’d made me wondered, if I’d, married two different person.
Being with Mr. Wang, I can talk about any and everything. From the ancient world cultures, to the modern day news stories too, to the gossips from the paparazzi, we’d gotten red in the face angered, to laughing aloud, and, we’d from time to time, argued until we’re both, out of breaths, but, no matter what as we, gazed upon one another’s eyes, we’d, seen that clarity that we were looking for. And I’d, slowly begun to understand, why Mr. Wang didn’t like to talk, because he felt he couldn’t, gain an audience, and as I’d, made time for me, he’d gotten on center stage, and, the spotlight shone on him, and, he’d, twinkled, just for my sake!
Naturally, being connected as we are, there are, still, the moments where we couldn’t, get through to one another too.
On a weekend afternoon, the whole family sat in the living room, my husband and children became like that beautiful painted scene, with harmony, dispersing in my home.
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I’d put down my novel I was reading, sighed, “Quiet were the years!”, Mr. Wang heard, lifted his head up, and asked me, “What was that, honey?” I’d suddenly felt, so misunderstood, I’d wanted to, pick up my book, and HIT him on the head with it. But, seeing how he was, very patient, accompanying our young, I’d thought that I shall, let him pass, rather than marrying someone who was quick with his words, I’d still preferred, Mr. Wang, who’s, not at all the least bit romantic, who could, offer me the stability I’d longed for in life.
Everybody’s life is a ZIP file, with all the things we can’t tell to anybody else. Meeting up with Mr. Wang, I’d, enriched his life of not very many words, and learned to read and write out his mind. And, he’d, realized how panicky I actually was, in the midst of my chattering away, soothed my unsettled soul. I think, the biggest blessing of life lies in having someone who can understand you completely, and to be holding conversations with him for the rest of our lives together.
So, this woman realized, that she’d needed someone who’s stable and steady, because she’s not, and, in her husband, she’d found someone who’d, complimented her personality, and, that is why they worked so well as a married couple. Sometimes, opposites attract, and sometimes, we find someone who’s, identical to who we are, and, so long as the two of you are willing to work out all the differences you two can have, it’s a good marriage that the two of you will share.