It was a seemingly calm evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone mottled through the cracks in the curtains in our bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at my husband lying on the bed, with mixed feelings. He had been paralyzed in bed in an accident for three years. In the past three years, I have witnessed his process from despair to gradual acceptance of reality, and I have also witnessed the unwavering love between us.
That day, as usual, I prepared dinner for him and sat on the edge of the bed, ready to feed him. He suddenly said in a weak voice, "I want to ...... I want to ......" There was an indescribable longing in his eyes, a long-lost, forgotten need—a physiological need.
I was stunned, and the bowl in my hand almost slipped off. This topic, which has never been mentioned directly between us, is like a heavy stone that weighs on our hearts and makes us all selectively avoid. But at that moment, I knew I couldn't shy away from it anymore.
I gently squeezed his hand and felt the warmth of his palm. "I know, I know what you think." I whispered, a tremor in my voice. He looked at me with gratitude and shyness in his eyes.
That night, I was lying in bed, tossing and turning. I asked myself in my heart: Am I really ready? What should I do with such a sensitive and intimate topic? But on second thought, he was my husband and the most important person in my life. How could I back down when he needed help the most?
The next day, I started looking for a solution. I consulted with a doctor and learned how to help him with his physiological needs. I know it's a big challenge for me, but I'm willing to try and work hard for him.
In the days that followed, I took care of him with care, while also trying my best to meet his physical needs. Whenever I see his smile as he is satisfied, my heart is filled with satisfaction. I knew I was doing the right thing, something that would make him feel warm and loved.
However, it wasn't all smooth sailing. Sometimes, I also feel tired and confused. In the dead of night, I would secretly cry and question whether I could really handle it. But every time this happens, I think of the good times we used to spend together, and the gentleness and care he used to have. I know that I can't give up on him, I can't give up our love.
Just when I thought it would go on like this, I was shocked by an unexpected discovery. That day, while I was sorting through his clothes, I stumbled upon an unsent letter. The letter reads: "Honey, I know it's hard for you. But I really don't want to be a burden to you. If you want, we can look for other solutions......"
I looked at the letter, tears blurring my eyes. It turns out that he has been thinking about me and thinking about me. He would rather suffer himself than see me give too much for him.
At that moment, I held the letter tightly, as if I were holding the love between us. I knew I couldn't let him do it all alone. I'm going to tell him that I'm willing to give everything for him because he's my husband and the most important person in my life.
I walked over to the bed and hugged him gently. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he opened his eyes and looked at me. "I know what you're trying to say." I whispered, "But I'm going to tell you I'm willing to do anything for you." Because you are my husband, I love you. ”
He hugged me tightly, tears streaming down his face. At that moment, it seemed that there were no barriers or obstacles between us. We love each other and are willing to give everything for each other.
Today's days are still full of challenges and difficulties. But I know that as long as we love each other and support each other, we will be able to overcome all difficulties. And that selfless dedication and love will also become the most precious treasure in our lives.