28/07/2025
Men must read this
In the beginning, it’s all flashes. Butterflies in the belly, laughter in the silence. You couldn’t wait to see her smile, And you couldn’t bear to leave her side. She was your calm, your comfort your home.
after work. You’d rather sit in the noise of your friends Than face the quiet distance in her eyes.
Many of us have lost interest in our women not because they’ve changed beyond recognition, but because we stopped recognizing our role, We stopped nurturing what we asked for.
You stood before her father, Proudly called yourself THR GROOM. And they gave you their daughter, A peaceful soul raised in a loving home. They entrusted her to you To cherish, guide, and grow with.
Now, she’s called a problem, her peace has turned to protest. But before we judge her storms, Have you been the man she was promised? Have you led with patience, spoken with kindness, Listened with intent, corrected with care?
You see, love is not a trophy to win, iIt’s a garden to tend. And if the flowers have withered, It’s not always the soil. Sometimes, the gardener got slept.