There is an abundance of rain this season. The daisy, Chrysanthemum, and Pansy are drinking deeply. Mud was under my fingernails and on the cuff and knees of my pants. If I had thought I was going to do more than pulling a weed or two, I would have dressed for the occasion. About a half an hour into the weeding task; my neighbor, Calvin walked out on his front porch.
Farmer Curtis, do you like playing in the dirt?
Man, I did know I had so many flowers sleeping in this dirt; they are beautiful.
Let me put on some shoes on and I‘ll join you. I made a pot of coffee, want a cup.
Yeah, I said, one sugar.
When Calvin got back, I was in the garage looking for yard waste bags. Look under that pile Calvin and see if any bags are under there.
Here’s a couple, he shouted.
I pick up a digging tool and some gloves. The coffee smelled good, so I set the things down and grabbed the mug and lean on the trunk of the car.
I haven’t seen Beri in almost a month, I said. Is she traveling?
No, she left me.
Well, the reasons she gave are confusing. It has taken me some time to understand. Her leaving hit me hard. I just got to the place where I can talk about it.
You two have been together three years. Couldn’t you work it out?
That is what I asked her. Whatever happened to trying to mend things that are broken? All Beri would say is she had done all she can to see things my way, but she has given up trying. She was leaving because I love her too much. Can you believe that? She left me because I loved her too much.
That is hard to understand Calvin. What did she mean by trying to see things your way?
You know our situation Rev., I was ready to marry her, but she was not ready. When she first moved in, we were going to save our money to buy a bigger house and have a wedding in Cancun. A year ago, she thought she was pregnant. Two months later, she said it was a false alarm. After that, she started talking about getting her own place.
Why, did she say that?
She said she needed some space and time to think. At first, I thought it was another man, but that was not the problem. She would not talk to me without snapping at me. Sometimes I snapped back. She would put pillows between us in bed. I started sleeping in the other bedroom.
You two seem like you would have been a good family. Why didn’t you and she come and talk to me?
What was I going to say to you, Rev.? Would you have helped me and Beri to stay together?
No, I would not have helped you and her to remain roommates. But, I would have helped you and her to understand the kind of commitment to the relationship that would weather the stresses of marriage. The kind of commitment that is necessary to wed, to build a home, and to raise a family. I would help you and Beri to find what is important in your spirits. What other commitments are important to her; besides marriage? It takes more than a Cancun wedding and a big house to make it through the long termed commitments of marriage successfully.
Where is she?
She got a promotion and moved to Arlington, Virginia. She took her clothes and said I could keep the rest. She left me. Now I’m sitting in that house, hurting. For all her explaining, I still don’t understand how you can leave someone because they loved you too much.
Well, Calvin, some people leave when they realize that it is more painful to stay.