Unaccepted Love

Tony loved his wife very much. He would always think of her when they were apart. While he was at work, he would sometimes have nothing to do, and would think of all the fun times they had together. They had fond memories of their early years, but they were in their fifties now and they just weren't as wild as they used to be. Often Tony would look at his wife and think how much he loved her. He always wanted to tell her, but it was difficult to do so. Every time, one could see that he had taken a while to pick up the courage to say it. He would utter the words "Honey, I love you" and every time his gesture was met with ridicule. "Oh yeah, what is it want now?" she would say, or "Of course dear, that's why you still haven't fixed that dripping tap is it?" It hurt Tony deep inside that she would not accept his loving remarks. Even when the two of them left the kids for two months to go on an overseas holiday together, on the plane Tony looked sincerely at his wife and said, "Well, it's just you and me now, my darling, wonderful wife." Instead of saying something like, "How sweet," Mrs. Tony simply burst into hysterical laughter, and then said, "Shut up and pass me that magazine." Despite her constant knockbacks, Tony never gave up telling his wife he loved her. Even though he got ridiculed in return, he would always express his love when he felt to do so.

Years later on her death bed, Tony looked into his wife's dying eyes, and said, "Oh darling, I love you do much." She smiled and said, "I know, you never let me forget, and know that I love you too, very much." As her hand slipped from his, her strength taken from her as she finally passed away, Tony burst into tears, though they were almost tears of joy, as he finally received the acknowledgement he had yearned for all these years. And he knew for every time he had expressed love in the past and she had not taken him seriously, he knew that on the inside, it had meant so much to her. And that made him happy, even in the wake of her death.