My life had become an open book for most of my friends and I’m not ashamed of entrusting it to them. For me sharing life experiences would mean a lot to me, because it’s my expression of showing to a friend how much I trusted them. Thanks God, they are all very much willing to listen and proven to be fellows that can truly be trusted.
It’s not only me who spontaneously express life battles to a certain friend. Often times, my friends open up their miserable life experiences to me not only about family matters even matters of the heart.
Two years ago, I encountered quiet challenging and complicated situation because I became a mediator of such conflicting state between two of my close friends happen to be a couple. Although I wasn’t able to successfully reconcile them yet fulfilling because God knows I tried my best to reconcile them. Actually it is supposed to be a work done by a marriage councillor but during that time I acted as one, hearing every detail of their stories why they need to end up their marriage life. Sounds funny, because I’m not supposed to council them, I am not entitled to act such but I did for the sake of friendship aiming and hoping that they will soon be reconciled.
I was in Manila when my Seaman friend gives me a ring. He informed me of his immediate arrival and warned me not to tell his wife, for what reason, he did not tell me but instead invite me to meet him at the fast food chain situated along Boni MRT Station. After office hours, I rushed to the place he’d mentioned and meet him there.
He told me everything about what had happen between him and his wife. Third party was the main reason and he wanted to catch them and know the truth, the reason why he never allows me to inform his wife of his immediate arrival.
They are married with two kids both at young age. I become close to both of them because of our active involvement in our church and they are the first person I approached that I wanted to actively join the church choir during my college years.
On that same year, I was given the chance to go back home to our province. It was all souls day during that time when I decided to have a week long vacation. That was the time I heard his wife’s side of the story and in front of me she bravely admitted, for what reason, she never disclosed it to me but instead express her feelings towards his husband and the feelings she felt on his new found love. I’m just sitting in front of her, listening and never misjudge her vague decision. On the other hand, his husband seems to be so violent of what had happened. I felt the agony and revengeful feeling he had gone through. He even told me, if not for his two sons, he neither wanted to kill that someone who invaded their marriage nor ended his life to escape from the reality he was facing.
Despite the fact that both of them had a serious conflict with their relationship, I still manage to let both of them come on a dinner I initiated during my week long vacation. Together with the rest of my church friends we just simply ignore the issue and enjoy the fun.
I went back home to Manila bearing with me their stories and still hoping that sooner or later they will learn to forgive what they have done and patch up everything for the sake of their children. Their stories did not only teach me to realize how cruel life sometimes, it showed me hints of possibilities that such will happen if we or our better half will let it happen. But once done its over and the victim must need to accept and continue life’s unexpected struggle but not for the one who committed the crime, such will reap the consequences of what he had done.
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