Tonight, I continued the unpacking and sorting things out. And found a lot of past receipts. Suddenly as i read one by one the receipts, it brought back the memories…
I could recall the restaurants we enjoyed during our honeymoon. And suddenly…all the memories came back. The hot afternoon when we cycled down, and i was scared when i didn’t see her. I regretted to put her behind, and if something happened, would have lost her just in few days after getting to know her. The romantic dinner, the cheap and nice seafood dinner by the beach, the very nice lunch we ate so much……..and the nice villa & hotel in the middle of the padi field……
Then the next set of receipts brought back the memories….just 4 months later, the first episode began. She had strange symptom, half her body got numbed. And we scanned her in Surabaya, visited specialist, and got her some medication. That was the beginning of the dark days….
Never knew what happened, till then few months later, the darkest year in my life, and les s than a year of our marriage.
I wonder…why the good times so short lived, while the bad times seem so long? I don’t know. The sweetness of those good times remain sweet. It exists the same moment of those painful moments brought by the bad times. It’s strange… I don’t know how this will end here…I guess nobody knows.