The cause and effects of events, and the attributions, and all that adds up to, things the two of you shared, how memories are, made, whether it be good or bad at the time it’d, happened, it’s all, worth something! Translated…
Back then, my husband and I planned to go abroad for our studies together. Technically, it was me leaving him immediately, going to the U.S. for a year first, then, he would, follow. At the time, because of my work requirement, I’d needed to earn my doctor’s degree fast as I possibly can, while he was in the U.S. for his masters, we planned to graduate together.
I was busy, working on my doctor’s degree, going to the lectures all day long, when I was off, I’d had to work on my dissertation, and do my researches. As for my husband, his master’s program was focusing on the lectures only, he only needed to finish the courses, and pass his exams, no need for the thesis. And so, I’d worked my ass off, busying about, with no time to tend to, him, and he’s, happy to be, leisurely too.
One day, he’d told me he was going to the library to study with a classmate, several hours later, he’d called me, told me that he’d, fallen into the lake, that he’d lost his glasses, his wallet, too! As I wanted to know what exactly had happened, he’d told me he will tell me when he gets home.
Turns out, he was, on his way to the libraries to study, but he saw the U.S. Navy and Air Force recruiting, he was driven by his curiosity, took the helicopter to the canoe experiences, and lost his balance, fell into the lake in school; thankful he knew how to swim, he’d immediately, gotten himself to the shore. It wasn’t shallow, that lake, had he drowned or injured himself, I don’t know what would happen to me then. I started blaming him for not being, careful enough as I’d cried.
My husband’s the kind that would fall silent whenever a fight starts between us, besides, this WAS, his own, fault, and so, we’d, started, that round of, silent treatment. The day following, his falling into the lake made the school newspapers!
this was, what “prevented” her from filing for DIVORCE back then…the “savior” of her husband’s lost wallet, due to hiso own, stupid impulse of trying something, dangerous, photo from online

I’d mocked him: you’re famous now! He’d remained, silent. The silent treatment persisted a couple weeks on, until one day, I’d received a call from school. The man was very courteous, identified himself as the school’s dentist, told me, that as he was walking his dog by the lake, his dog retrieved something, it was my husband’s wallet, with his student I.D., driver’s license, and a couple of ten and twenty dollar bills. We said thank you repeated to the man, and felt that this was, a miracle, and, as we went to school, to retrieve his wallet back, we’d found, the teeth marks of turtles on his wallet too. And this wallet that was now found, had helped us made up, the war of our silence finally, ended.
The miraculous return of my husband’s wallet, I’d told this tale to my daughter, she was, quite impressed too. Despite we had no idea how the wallet got to shore, along with whether or not that turtle had helped retrieved it, but it surely had, helped saved a young couple’s, marriage all right.
And so this, is one of those things that can’t be, explained, but, had your husband not gotten that wallet that he’d lost back, you would’ve probably stayed angry at him for being, stupid for doing something so dangerous, and, in a sense, your marriage WAS, saved by this wallet that he’d, lost.



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