There have been times when Latha felt as if she couldn’t go on anymore. After 12 years of marriage, her husband suddenly decided that he wants a divorce. No explanations, except that he just fell out of love. Sure, they had their differences, but what couple didn’t?
Lately, he had been spending more time at work, even working on Sundays but she thought it was just a phase, and he’d soon snap out of it. She never saw this coming.
She wanted to beg him to stay. She wanted to cry out to him and say how much she needed him. She was ready to do whatever it takes to have him back. But pride held her back. So instead, she sat glued to the sofa, staring into space saying nothing. She painfully watched him walk out the door and out of her life.
“Why? How can he do this to me?” She would ask herself at night. The gods must be punishing her.
“Would he have stayed if she had bore him children?” This question keeps nagging at her and tearing her heart into pieces.
The doctors said that she couldn’t have children. There was something wrong with her. Their best option is to adopt, but her husband wouldn’t hear of it. So instead, he fell out of love and left her.
After months of keeping herself holed inside the house, she decided to pick up the tattered pieces of her life and start over again. No, she’s not ready to fall in love again, and honestly, she’d rather focus on herself for awhile.
She can go back to Art School and continue painting. She had given this up when she got married to have more time for her husband and future children. Funny how life works out.
She also decided to learn how to cook exotic dishes from other countries. They had a cooking course in a nearby hotel. She busied herself with activities that she hardly noticed a year has already gone by since the divorce.
Looking back, she realizes that perhaps the divorce was a blessing to her. She has become independent and she has learned to spread her wings. For the first time in her life, she felt as free as a bird, and she’s loving every minute of it! And for the first time in her life, she wasn’t merely anyone’s wife; she was Latha, independent woman.