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A Very Sad Divorce Story That Will Make You Cry – Submitted By Metu Nyetu

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Dec 26, 2014 – A Very Sad Divorce Story That Will Make You Cry – Submitted By Metu Nyetu

Note: This story seems to have been going around for a while but there are so many lessons to learn from it. It was submitted by a thoughtful fan by the name of Metu Nyetu

Please read the story below and share with others

On getting home one night my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking about divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into our bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door every morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.

Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed – dead.

My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.”

Written by: Kimmies Floral, First Reported By AV Media



  1. Latonah

    December 26, 2014 at 8:25 PM

    I’m a man in my late 60s. I divorced my wife last year after 35 years of marriage because a very young woman came into my life.
    The new lady left me on December 14 the same day my last born clocked 18. I feel ashamed I can’t go back to my wife because I broke her heart, I don’t know where to go from here. I hope my wife is still alive.
    I’m now in Jos. I left her in Ado Ekiti.
    where can I find a mediator, I don’t know how to approach her anymore. My children have all abandoned me

    • Pst Henry

      December 27, 2014 at 1:54 PM

      Dear Sir, to err is human, To forgive divine.
      There are so many experiences in this life. Some are sweet, some are bitter, and some are regrettable, some can be undone, and some others may not be undone.

      But in your present situation and circumstance, I think you can start by turning your life over to God, confess your sins and shortcomings to God and and ask God to wash you clean with the Blood of His Son Jesus Christ and to forgive you of all your sins. And promise God not to go back into a sinful life.

      God still loves you and He has been waiting for you to come back to Him and He will repair your broken life and bring back restoration into every area of your life. Believe in God, Trust Him, follow Him, and He will lead you into all truth and give you a new life and a new testimony.

      If you need counseling, prayers & follow-up, you can send a TEXT ONLY to 09098712342. God bless you.

  2. Odunaike Ben

    December 26, 2014 at 8:34 PM


  3. Abraham Adegbenro

    December 26, 2014 at 8:38 PM

    Well all men do not know what they have until they loose it. It’s a sad story

  4. Jacob Flow

    December 26, 2014 at 8:52 PM

    Marriage is a big institution, many get into it without the requirement and they don’t succeed through. Know what you are getting into and put God first in all your doing and he will direct your part. I wish all going through marriage hiccups. Its is well and God bless you all..

  5. I

    December 26, 2014 at 9:21 PM

    I have read this story many times in the past and every time I read it, I still can’t stop the tears rolling down my cheeks. It is so heart-wrenching that I wish many men can learn from this. May God help us all.

  6. bezo

    December 26, 2014 at 9:45 PM

    What’s sad here, this is absolute crap

    • Joyce Williams

      December 26, 2014 at 10:16 PM

      @bezo It is only a hard-hearted man or boy like you that will say this story doesn’t bring sorrow to the reader.

    • Ayanfe

      February 5, 2015 at 10:29 AM

      @bezo we know u before now, so we r nt new to ur blunt and crazy comments

  7. enny

    December 26, 2014 at 11:55 PM


  8. Okoro JC

    December 27, 2014 at 1:47 AM

    My gr8 gr& father told me ds story. Though educativ indd

  9. ayodeji

    December 27, 2014 at 3:45 AM

    This story is a joke. It is a make-believe story. Just follow the plot critically and you will quickly find out this is nothing but a play write.

    • Marcus Garvey

      December 27, 2014 at 11:49 PM

      I do believe, too, that this is a “make-believe” story but that does not mean that is it useless. There are mixed lessons to be learned; in other words, parables of this kind do serve useful purposes.

  10. Metu Nyetu

    December 27, 2014 at 6:40 AM

    If ur repentance is not on account of d loneliness u feel nw bcs ur mistres has left, bt out of a genuine realization of d wrong dat u had done 2 someone, den do nt lose hrt. Make use of ur pastor if u’r a Christian, odawise use ur imam. Ur family could stil b loc8d.

    • Metu Nyetu

      December 27, 2014 at 6:42 AM


  11. Ade

    December 27, 2014 at 8:12 AM

    This is a good one

  12. angee

    December 27, 2014 at 8:19 AM

    These r d kind of stories dat touches life, mend homes, returns lost husband or wife, bring farmilies closer again. Nigeria an d rest of d world needs to read such stories on at least a weekly basis. Mayb on d page of any news peper, or tru social media. It wil repair a lot of damages. An help farmilies to b more closer. I enjoyed it.

  13. Grace

    December 27, 2014 at 4:22 PM

    This is not a true story, imagine one of the woman’s condition to carry her on his arms – a man that is ready for divorce can not do that – non sence !

  14. DANIEL

    December 28, 2014 at 5:11 AM

    Shame to all these our gold diggers girls. that always put confusions in many families because their still young and they want some rich men to divorce their wife. because them want to marry a rich man

  15. Ali Ocheme

    February 6, 2015 at 4:06 PM

    The lady gave me a new meaning for love. God bless her sweet soul

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