WE
GREW APART
Personally, I think the whole world has
gone crazy, we have lost our morals and values. Thanks to the influence of our
dear so called celebrities and the influence of social media, yea we could
console ourselves and try to cover up for our foolishness by assuming its 2016
and yea its normal to grow apart.
I was attending an underground party
somewhere in Limburg couple of months back. Sipping a beautiful cheap red wine from
a big wide glass with the word Duvel boldly printed on it, well it was an
underground party so you don’t have to expect all the classy and fancy stuffs
you receive when attending the Grammys.
Thanks to the six years of military
training I received growing up, I was thought to be alert and always observe my
environment, with the side of my left eye, I could see this beautiful woman
with this hot red lipsticks and skinny jeans staring at me, the kind of stare
that reminds you of the first porn you watched, of course you know the feeling
that comes with that, I’ll leave you to figure out the rest yourself.
Your guess was right, it didn’t take
long before we were less than a meter away, we began chatting and surprisingly
she seemed very interesting and open minded, not the conventional Belgian cold
treatment, sorry dear Belgians, I mean no offence and I hope none is taken.
Maybe the red wine kicked in faster than I expected but all of a sudden I found
myself dancing with this woman, though she was way older than myself, she
should be in her early forties but it didn’t matter at that moment, moreover
they say the older the wine the finer it tastes and of course why wouldn’t I
hit it with an older woman when I won’t have to bother about a lady texting me
weeks later about not finding her period.
Then the questions kicked in, what do
you do, where do you live, are you here with someone, in fact tell me about
yourself. Bla bla bla, let’s cut the long story short, I wasn’t really
interested in all she was saying not until she said I “just divorced my ex last
week”. At that moment every deposit of alcohol I had in me felt like nothing.
Instantly I took my hands off her hips, I was surprised that a lady who just
got a divorce as recent as a week ago was having such a great night. Did I tell
you she ask me to sleep over at her place?
Well she did.
Out of curiosity, I asked her to tell me
all about it. With a smiling face, she began
“We’ve
been together for 23 years, I knew him since I was 18. He was everything to me,
he loved me, and he took great care of myself and the kids. He is my first love
and I can never forget him but recently we grew apart”
I was dumbfounded, standing right in
front of her with no body movements like the statue of liberty, I asked, so
what really happened?
She continued, I just wanted more in
life, I saw him growing up doing the same things, I wanted fun and adventure,
and I wanted to see what the world has to offer.
I just couldn’t figure out how a person
could say all these aloud, I was wondering if she listened to herself talk. How can
you be with someone for 23 years only to breakup because you claim you grew
apart?
Maybe it was me or the woman, but I was
sure someone was sounding crazy at that moment.
Belgium has taken
the dubious honor of finding itself in third place on the list of the EU’s
highest divorce rates. The statistics put Belgians behind only Latvia and
Lithuania when it comes to walking away from the ‘death do us part’ section of
the wedding vows.
According to a
report, the top three reasons for calling it quits are: "We have grown
apart" as the number one reason, "we don't match" taking the
number two spot, and the introduction of "a third party" into
the relationship.
Dear Belgium, please
give me a reasonable top reason for divorce other than WE GREW APART. It just
doesn’t make sense to me.
