Divorced woman's inspirational story

She is a young woman after 80 years of marriage, they have been married for three years, no children, is recognized as a model couple, blush quarrel are not. She thought that the so-called long-lasting, but that's it.

That day, she inadvertently found a text message from him: "After last night's separation, I've been thinking about you. "He was taking a shower, the sound of the water, but not cover the sound of her heartbeat. She texted back, "See you tonight at 8:00 at Street Park. "At 7:30, she took the excuse to go out, plain, yellow housecoat, is a housewife everywhere.

In Street Park, there is only one girl in her early 20s. Long hair, tall figure, childish a face, a little like Maggie Cheung. She hid behind a big tree, looking at his little lover left and right to finish the phone call hurriedly left, she also turned away, that road is covered with fallen leaves, she can hear the sound of leaves broken underfoot, tears fell. That night she didn't go home, went to a cafe, drank many cups of coffee, remembering the first time she held hands with him in high school, remembering his betrayal ten years later~ She was probably drunk, nauseous and dizzy, ran to the restroom, and threw up all over the place.

When the day was slightly white, she stumbled back, opened the door, he sat on the couch napping, listening to her back to try to sit up, she said, once upon a time, not to be blamed, if there is another time, we will be divorced, said, she threw the keys in her hand at him.

After half a month, he did return early night after night. That day at noon, she went to work, passing by his unit, want to ask him to have lunch with him, just saw him downstairs, he flashed into a Chinese restaurant in a hurry, into a box, she stood in the front door and so on, an hour later, the box door opened, and they embraced each other side by side and came out. She ducked into the cake store next door and ran into the corner, crying, her eyes red, looking at the woman reflected in the window, shoulders twitching, hair in a loose bun, a total failure. The little girl from the cake store bends over and asks timidly, Can I help you? She chokes on her words, shakes her head, and buries her head in her lap again, like an ostrich.

Back home, she washed her tears with water, opened her book, and listed a new life schedule in a beautiful font. No longer cook for him from nine to five, go to Yonghe in the morning to eat soybean milk and doughnuts, stew a delicious soup in the evening, and practice yoga hard every day. On weekends, she hired hourly workers to clean up the house, enrolled in an English class, and learned watercolor painting. He certainly noticed the changes in her and was very encouraging. He had more freedom, so why not? She held back. Sharing the same pillow*** barely, she slept almost on the edge of the bed. The side with him was stiff. Imagine the details of their time together, humiliated, sad ~ but put the tears, swallowed into the stomach.

After six months like this, it was spring. Failed marriage will make most women ugly, but will make a kind of woman inspired beauty. She looked good, watercolor flowers painted very well, but also and handsome foreign teachers fluent communication. She's got a bit of a bottom.

On her 28th birthday, she went to the mall and picked out a Pu tweed silver-gray jacket, cut her hair short, sat at home and waited for him to come back, handed him the divorce papers, and carried the suitcase and left. He was caught off guard and dumbfounded. She did not want anything more than to take away their daily necessities, clothes and a 200,000 passbook, worth millions of houses, cars, including the hibernation manager of the man who just hibernate, she gave up. She can't tolerate not keeping promises. She can't tolerate men who don't keep their promises. On the same day, she jumped ship to another real estate planning company, from the most ordinary employees to start. She wanted a new start. She had enough time and motivation to get the job done, and her excellent spoken English, elegant dress, and exceptional ability all added to her favor.

At 29, she got a promotion and a raise, and at 30 she owned her own planning company. She started dating a wonderful man who pursued her. The other man, who has a good family, returned from studying abroad, and appreciates independent and confident women, heard about her previous marriage and solemnly said: If I don't love you anymore, I will ask you to break up with me and never hide it. Of course, as long as you are always so lovely, I am absolutely loyal. She smiled: Me too! His first gift to her was a CD, a bald female singer from Ireland, Sinéad O'Connor, known as a maverick. She fell in love at first listen ~ she was once sheltered, now she is respected - this is the real mature love, right?

After getting married, they went to a well-known jewelry store to pick out a ring and actually ran into her ex-husband. He is still with the young girl, is what and quarrel, the girl in a fit of anger and flung away, and he looked up in distress, ran into her gentle eyes. A tingle ran through him, and his demeanor faltered; it was like a scene from a TV show. She smiled as if nothing had happened and introduced each other. Her fiancé extended his hand to her ex-husband and said sincerely, "Thank you, for letting me have such a wonderful woman. "The latter's face, reddened.

Losing in a relationship can be beautiful. She loved a song by O'Connor: ＜Thank you for hearing me>: "Thank you,Thank you for helping me.Thank you for breaking my heart.Thank you for tearing me apart.Now I'm a Now I'm a strong,strong heart~

Life on the road, the wind and waves, there is always harm lurking like a beast peeping, there is always the opportunity for you to crouch in the corner, in the window to look back at their own tears ~ but you're not an ostrich, you can be like O'Connor, thank you for each other's injuries, so that you can refine an impenetrable heart, to see the other side of the scenery!