Sometimes Love Really Does Hurt

Everybody knows that when your relationship is fresh, all you are concerned about is keeping everything in good standing. Pleasing your other half is of tantamount importance. But along the way to this pleasant path of peace and tranquility, sometimes there can be some sacrifices that are really quite painful.

This is especially true if you happen to have lived a certain way for a long time, and then get married to a woman who just does not see things in the same light as you do. She expects things from you that you never saw coming. Like parting ways with things that you once held very near and dear to your heart. She simple does not have the understanding to know what this means to you.

She is heading to your new home to get things ready, while you stay behind to clean things up and meet her there later. To have the money needed for this transition, you stay behind to do some odd jobs and haul off the trash. If you do the jobs, you will have enough to cover the move. She counted everything down to the penny.

The next day she kisses you goodbye. She boxed up everything to be thrown away, and says she will see you in three days to start your new life together, and she really loves you. Everything is boxed up. As you start to put the things out on the truck, you notice, there is your best golf instruction book, the one you learned to play from years ago, so dear to your heart, and now put into a box to be thrown away.

It is still fresh in your mind, that you need every penny you can make, so you rationalize sacrificing the book. You make yourself believe it is for the best, and that your past may have to go in order to enjoy your future. After all, she is well worth this small sacrifice. But then, you look again, and a little further down into that box, is that old leather watch that was given to you by your Father because he was so proud of the way you pitched when your little league team won the pennant years ago.

You are a little sick at your stomach, as you try to carry on with the packing. It seems almost like a mild form of shock. You almost lost, in only minutes, two extremely important parts of your life. As you grab an old baseball glove from the last box, a rhodium plated ring falls out. You instantly recognize it as the ring they presented you with at a ceremony held in your honor from the boys club. It was to honor you for ten years of loyal service in working with the kids in your community.

You realize you are going to be sick. You wonder if there should have been some other way. How many regrets could one person rack up in only a matter of about twenty minutes? Your mind ponders the difference between love and sacrifice, was it all worth it. She would never miss those things, but they meant very much to you. Who really loses? A huge part of your life was just about to disappear forever, and would have been on its way in about twenty minutes. Love can really be cruel sometimes.