I watched a movie last night.
The story was about a family who was about to lose their anchor to a surfing accident.
The mother was in ‘coma and never to wake up’ and the father didn’t know how to break the news to his two young daughters.
He didn’t even know why his elder daughter wouldn’t see eye to eye with her mum. His heart broke when he knew she was going to ask him for a divorce. The father thought ‘the man’ needed to know so that he can say goodbye.
The entire story just boiled down to the last scene when the man’s wife comes to see the mother and tells her she forgives her for cheating on her, for trying to break up her family. The only reason she came was cause her husband said ‘it was just sex and he didn’t love her.’ It didn’t matter that she did.
Women are just so weird. They don’t care who their men sleep around with as long as their heart lies with her. Wonder how can women be wired so strangely and why the fact ‘that did/do you love her’ matter more than the fact that the man was dishonest.
Weird is this emotion of love. Can’t still get over the anger in the wife’s eyes for the mother. Shouldn’t the anger be there for her husband as well? He could have said ‘no’ or was the physical attraction to fatal to deny?
Women are strange. No wonder most men get away with such stuff.
Anyways, long day ahead. Ta da.