Took a Risk in Marriage but Got a Wonderful Wife

In my eyes, my wife is not a beautiful woman, not a noble lady, not highly educated, but she is a wonderful woman because of her strength and confidence.

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So it has been half a year since I posted my confession “I don’t know how to be loved by my wife”. Today I am writing this article to thank you for your comments. I have changed a lot from those comments and my wife and I have improved and become closer. Last week was our one year wedding anniversary; no flowers, no candles, she simply wanted to walk in the park, sit and eat ice cream and chat with each other. It was the first time I heard her talk so much about herself.

I felt so happy when she let me into her inner world. I knew about her deprived and difficult childhood as well as everyone in her family because she had many siblings. She was lucky to be able to study properly, while her older siblings had to drop out of school to work on the farm to help their parents take care of their younger siblings. Therefore, everyone lived very affectionately and loved each other. Now everyone has started a family, worked as workers, and their economic situation has improved.

She said that although she is not rich now, but looking back, compared to the past, life has been much better. She admits that her farming qualities have stuck to her from her appearance to her personality. She looks dark and rice-like, and never leaves a grain of rice in her bowl. However, she has never felt ashamed of her poor life and her poor farming background.

I told about my first love in college that lasted for 3 years and ended right after graduating in humiliation when that person criticized me for being poor, then they went to a girl with better conditions. At that time, I felt my self-esteem was terribly hurt, I told myself I would try to make a lot of money, find a rich husband, live a happy life to get revenge, but that was the thinking of a new graduate. When I started working, I found that earning money was not easy. I worked at a company during the day and took on a part-time job at night, each month I had a few million left over to send home to my parents, the rest was just enough to cover living expenses in the city.

After going to work, facing the stress of work, I became tougher, more stubborn and accepted the unhappy things that happened more calmly. One day, looking back, I realized that I worked to earn money for myself, for my family, and that living happily was also for myself, not to take revenge on anyone. That was when I knew I had forgotten my old love. I opened my heart more to meetings to get to know each other. My criteria was that the person did not need to be rich but had to have a stable job and a good personality. Partly because I did not have much time, partly because the time had not come yet, after meeting a few people, I found it a waste of time for relationships that did not go anywhere, so I set a criterion of only meeting a maximum of 3 times, if not suitable, then stop.

Some people say that you can't know a person after meeting them three times, but I trust my intuition. She trusts me because I always look her straight in the eye when we talk. Only now do I know that she pays attention to every detail, from how I wore my slippers the first time we met, how I finished all the food on my plate, how I thanked the waiter. On the second meeting when we talked about our future plans, she knew that we were compatible in wanting to settle down and have a family. On the third meeting, she knew that I was as straightforward as her. So we had a fourth and fifth meeting and got married.

Outsiders say I'm taking a risk, but I'm confident in my choice. At the same time, I'm also mentally prepared for the worst case scenario, which is that we break up. I don't intend to take any of my assets, and I don't think I'll have a second husband, so I'm not afraid of being labeled a one-time woman, so I'm quite comfortable mentally. Until now, I'm still confident in that choice. That day was also the first time she leaned on my shoulder, the first time she rode a bike she took the initiative to hug me. I have to say that when I'm in love, even the most gentle actions are enough to melt my heart, like a guy who's just fallen in love for the first time.

I also confess that I love you very much, please show me how to keep you by my side. And the advice of my wife who is 4 years younger than me that I really respect is: each person just needs to know how to keep themselves, that's enough. And if someone wants to leave, let them go but remember to remind them not to come back.

In my eyes, my wife is not a beautiful woman, not a noble lady, not a highly educated woman, but she is a wonderful woman because of her strength, independence and confidence. The future is a mystery to humanity, but the present is a gift of life. Up to this point, I feel very lucky to have also taken a risk with marriage but have a wife like her. Thank you, dear readers, for your interest and sharing, contributing to helping my wife and I understand each other better. I wish everyone joy and happiness in life.

According to VNE