THE VOICE WITHIN
I have shared my story with my siblings and in-law. Two of my best friends also know this story. I have a feeling some of the people who know about this may tag me after reading it on your page because some of them follow you, David. Please keep me anonymous if you’re to post it. It’s about how I met my wife and how I knew she was the one for me. My grandfather told me this —– be the kind of man that your wife wouldn’t want to cheat on. Don’t be the reason why a woman you love would cheat on. He said it to me in Twi, and it’s been my manual. He said a man is a total failure and an embarrassment if his wife cheats on him.
It all happened in the afternoon; it was a Saturday in 2011. My younger brother was celebrating his birthday on the 15th of October. He was 27 years old. He wanted the gob3 sold at my junction as his birthday treat. We drove to the junction to buy the beans and ripe plantain. A lady we met in the line was buying 2 cedis of everything mixed together. It was small in my opinion and I was wondering how she was going to be satisfied eating that. A voice inside my head asked me to buy her more but I refused to listen. After we were done buying ours, I saw an old woman approach the lady who had bought two cedis Gob3. She gave her food to her to eat. That small voice kept telling me to call her and give her money but I refused.
We drove home and me and my brother had a good time eating and drinking. An hour or so later, my doorbell rang. I opened the door and lo and behold, it was her. Mr. David, it was my first time seeing that lady in the Gob3 line in my hood. My house was about 25 houses away from the main junction where we bought the food. And she was at my door. These were her words to me when I opened the door, God says you have to feed me. I started laughing after hearing those words because I knew the promptings I also heard at the junction. It couldn’t have been a coincidence for a match or meant-to-be catch. She was a catch! No two ways about it, but she looked hungry and unkept that day, and so I couldn’t really see through her. I invited her in to go and cook something in the kitchen. I always have something in the kitchen. She prepared enough food for all three of us to eat in the evening. The food was good.
She took her bath in my house and Dave, without any makeup, I saw my future wife in her. We spoke for hours and I knew she was the one for me because she was a relationship-oriented lady. She had the till-death-do-us-part enthusiasm. The second thing was that I was not the only one excited about meeting her; she was just as excited about me as I was about her. I am not talking about sex here but she made my body feel glad. Usually, my body gets excited when I am about to get laid. This wasn’t the case this time.
My body was just happy being around her. We shook hands before she left and I was right about her. My body wanted to be touched or hugged by her. Sex didn’t cross my mind for a moth and over when we started talking. I didn’t feel any pressure to be perfect around her. She draws my attention to my mess all the time, but she tolerates my mess and makes me even laugh at myself always. I married my wife because I realized she was giving as much as she took from me. I trust my wife because she’s strong on my behalf when I am weak. She’s remained a big part of my everyday life since she came knocking at my door on 15/10/11. We married in 2013 and I still look forward to sharing and spending time with her. We chat on the phone all the time when we are at work; any and everything, I want to tell my wife first. If I was given the opportunity to create my own woman, I doubt that I could have come with someone as considerate and loving as my wife. What did I have to do to deserve a woman like my wife? Because I look forward to nothing other than seeing her every day.
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