Hey everyone. I have another story (purely fiction) to share with you again. Sometimes or most times, we find ourselves struggling with the thought of change. Even though change is the only constant thing in life, do people really change?
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-Ayokunle Adedipe
Do people really change?
Or we just try and convince ourselves they have changed.
They say the past should remain the past and only the future should be on our minds but do we really forget the past? Or we just try to believe we have forgotten the past.
I am standing here in front of the man of my dreams after all that we had gone through and after all that he had done. Theo wasn’t who I would have imagined myself with. Not because of how he was now but how he was then. I wouldn’t even have given him a second glance. He had the wrong type of friends and he made poor choices. But that was the past.
I could only look at his feet but I could feel his eyes on me. As he took his vows, I felt shivers because I could hear the sincerity in his voice. The first time we ever talked, I didn’t believe a single word he said. He was sleek with his words but I didn’t believe him.
It took a lot for us to finally trust each other but we were here.
” I, Ava Adams take you Theo James..” I sighed deeply before I continued. I looked at his eyes and saw how honest they were. The first time I ever looked him in the eyes, they were empty. He didn’t feel anything for me then but it changed gradually.
“… For richer, for poorer. In sickness and in health” he smiled a bit and it reminded me of the First day he saw me smile. It was the first day we met physically and he had joked about how shy I was. I wasn’t shy, he was just really better than I expected.
” As long as we both shall live” I was more confident now as I completed the vows . I held his hand tight as we exchanged the rings and he knew I was nervous. I held him this tight the first time when he showed me his vulnerability,the first day he let me in.
A little tear dropped but he quickly wiped it. He always told me how he hated it when I cried. He couldn’t bear seeing me in pain and that was the only thing that has been true about him from the day we met.
We were children compared to now when we first met. We thought we could do it all on our own and thought the love we had then could hold the storms we would face. But that love failed and we had to experience the love of Christ. That selfless love.
“I now pronounce you husband and wife in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit” The congregation applauded and we held each other. We were here after so many nights of argument, agreements, doubt, realization and fear. He made me want to challenge myself. He made me want to do more.
I’m happy our love story ended happily even if I was just day dreaming. At least it ended happily in my head. I would have to face reality now. A reality where Theo had married another woman and left me heart broken. A reality where Theo had gone back to his old ways and forgotten the progress we made. A reality where I was still trying to heal and remind myself who I was before Theo.
A reality where doubt will always lie behind the question “Do people really change for the better?”.
