I am not referring to just any adult female human. Neither am I talking about those ravishing beauties you see in movies and calendars.
My thoughts are more in tune to WordNet’s definition - ‘a female person who plays a significant role in the life of a particular man’. Naturally, it will come to mind that this person would be one’s wife, fiancée or special girlfriend.
In my life, there are two.
The first bore me into this world and gave me life amidst horrific pangs of (labour) pain. She is a woman of steel who worked hard all her life and kept home, just so that I was clothed and fed well. She gave me more than just basic subsistence; she nurtured me, taught me, educated me and most important of all, she showed me the way by her good example. My mother, a selfless being.
The second I met, not by chance, for we were destined to be together. She loved me, pampered me, understands me and stood by me through the ‘thick and thin’ of my life. She is my soul mate, my best friend, my darling wife.
How would I get on with my life without them? I guessed my life will go on. But it would be different.
I may not see the world the same way I do now or even be completely out of character, for lack of a mother’s guiding love and care.
I may be a lesser man and not had the benefit of knowing what true love is, had I not met my wife.
Because they are both so important, so precious to me, today I pay tribute to them both.
They say I am the angel in their lives. I say, they are the saints in my life. In them, I see the face of Christ.
In my darkest moments, when I am thrown deep into the abyss of dismal, I look upon their faces and regain my strength and remain resolute to go on living.
Happy is the man who is blessed with not one, but two, beautiful women in his life and I thank God for them.
My thoughts are more in tune to WordNet’s definition - ‘a female person who plays a significant role in the life of a particular man’. Naturally, it will come to mind that this person would be one’s wife, fiancée or special girlfriend.
In my life, there are two.
The first bore me into this world and gave me life amidst horrific pangs of (labour) pain. She is a woman of steel who worked hard all her life and kept home, just so that I was clothed and fed well. She gave me more than just basic subsistence; she nurtured me, taught me, educated me and most important of all, she showed me the way by her good example. My mother, a selfless being.
The second I met, not by chance, for we were destined to be together. She loved me, pampered me, understands me and stood by me through the ‘thick and thin’ of my life. She is my soul mate, my best friend, my darling wife.
How would I get on with my life without them? I guessed my life will go on. But it would be different.
I may not see the world the same way I do now or even be completely out of character, for lack of a mother’s guiding love and care.
I may be a lesser man and not had the benefit of knowing what true love is, had I not met my wife.
Because they are both so important, so precious to me, today I pay tribute to them both.
They say I am the angel in their lives. I say, they are the saints in my life. In them, I see the face of Christ.
In my darkest moments, when I am thrown deep into the abyss of dismal, I look upon their faces and regain my strength and remain resolute to go on living.
Happy is the man who is blessed with not one, but two, beautiful women in his life and I thank God for them.
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| Darling wife with mummy |
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