We started out really happy and joyous and I wanted this to be the norm for us. I was ready to do anything to ensure that nothing took away this joy and peace that we felt in our relationship. I loved her so much. I had introduced her to everyone around me even my parents. My parents are not the best with inter-tribal marriages but I convinced them that I knew she was the right one for me. Although very reluctantly, they approved of her and we began to make subtle plans towards our wedding. She seemed so excited, even though we hadn't gotten any feedback from her parents. I guess acceptance from a man's family really does mean a lot to a woman or don't you think so?
We spent time together a lot. I always picked her up from work even though her workplace wasn't so close to mine but I loved her so much that I always wanted to spend more and more time with her. She loved it and some of her colleagues hailed her about my gesture saying that while some of them had to hustle for 'danfo' (public transportation), she got a free ride home almost everyday. She shared this with me and we laughed about it. I wasn't doing it because it was convenient but because I really did love her and was willing to make sacrifices for her. I guess this counts as something deep right? (smiles).
She made a lot of sacrifices for me as well, many of which I might not be able to share. Sandra is a good woman and I just couldn't wait to spend the rest of my life with her. Her poise, body-shape, smile, intelligence, approach to life, what was there not to love about this beautiful angel? Nothing to be honest! There's no perfect human out there. Lol, thanks for the reminder but guess what? Sandra was just perfect to me and perfect for me. To me, that was all that mattered.
Although my parents had come to love and accept Sandra, she was having it really difficult with her parents on the other hand. They were not ready to accept a Yoruba boy from Ogun State regardless of the wealth or affluence that I had. "You must get married to Obinna or someone from our village whether you like it or not" they constantly said to her. We laughed about it many times but sometimes it made her really teary. Sandra loves her parents (who doesn't?) but she also loves me and this situation put her in a fix and she just wished our parents would understand that she really wanted to be with me.
On one of the days back from work, I noticed that she wasn't smiling or happy. "Why would my angel be downcast" I thought to myself. I had to ask her to share what the issue was and she told me she was getting frustrated at the whole events and she wasn't sure of what to do about her parents. The pressure was getting too much and she was tired. This made me sad but how exactly could I help or make things better? I was the reason she was in this position anyway.
To be continued...
Thanks a lot for your time and support and we hope to see you next week. God bless and keep you and yours.
OneLove,
SomzyBrown.
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