Its was one of those days where I had a lot of time to drive and think.
It seems like today everything I ran into centered around the topic of love.
This morning, visiting a friend before I left SLC there were discussions about feeling and the pain that comes with the territory. Then I had a call from a friend while I was driving from SLC to Idaho Falls and she was crying.
A story that was told to me by a wise man named Aaron while I spent time in the deserts of southern Utah came to mind over and over.
Years ago In a small town on the border of Mongolia a man and a woman married. He was kind and courageous and good hearted so when the day came that he was called to war he kissed his wife goodbye and went off to keep his duty to his country.
He was gone a long time. It was years and then one day he returned and as his wife looked at him he did not look back with the same loving eyes. She would feed him dinner and he would sit and stare into nothingness and after eating walk away from the table without saying a word.
The wife was sad and she wanted her old husband back so she went out one cold snowy morning and walked across the village and out into the forest to the hut where a shaman lived. She knocked on the door and the shaman answered. “May I come in” she asked and he obliged. It was warm inside and he knelt by the fire and offered her a cup of tea. “What brings you this way young dear?” He asked.
“I need a spell” and the she explained to the shaman how her husband had changed and become cold and she need his warmth back and she wanted the man she had married back and she knew the shaman could conjure a spell that would work. She has saved money for two years and she was willing to part with it. The shaman took the money then he said, “I can make a potion that can heal your husband but it requires something that is very rare and to get it is dangerous. Do you love your husband enough to get it?”
“With out a doubt. I would do anything for him.” she replied.
There is cave at the top of the hill 4 miles from here and in it lives a tiger. I need one of his whiskers.”
She shuddered because tigers kill easily and this was no simple task but she loved her husband so she decided she would do it.
The next day she walked the 4 miles and up the hill and as she neared the cave the tiger growled and she slowly backed up.
She did this for 6 months and after the 6th month she could see the entrance of the cave.
She walked up to the cave and tiger growled and she backed up and went home. the next day she went up the hill again. Every time she would get to the entrance of the cave the tiger would growl and she would slowly back up. For a year and a half she would get to the entrance of the cave and the tiger would growl.
Then one day she walked up to the cave and the tiger was sitting at the entrance and she slowly walked up to the tiger and softly said, “Great tiger. I wish you no harm but I need this for my husband.” She pulled a small pair of scissors from her blouse and clipped a piece of his whisker off.” Then she ran down the hill and into the Shamans home and out of breath handed him the whisker and begged for him to make the potion now!
He looked at her and said. “This took two years go get?”
He took the whisker and threw it in the fire and then turned to her and said, “Go home and spend two years doing the same with your husband.”
This story kept playing thought my thoughts as I drove and I wished I would have known these things when I was younger. God how different my life would have been.
So as I drove thought Pocatello Idaho I remembered back to my wedding day. I don’t remember much from that day but I do remember making a promise on an alter in front of people that loved me and my ex wife. I promised to cherish her forever.
We are divorced and there is no chance of reconciliation. We are too different now and we want different things but I made a promise and just because we are not married now does not mean I get to break that promise.
Some people might think.. Well what about her… my exwife… She’s probably not gonna keep that promise.
The thing about this promise is I made it. I don’t know what she will do and it really doesn’t matter. I’m gonna do my part cause that’s want I can do. So that was my day.
It was one of those special days where I felt like I didn’t something right… or at least I am starting to.
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