Happily Married to Money

 Shalom to y'all..Its another Friday..a very wet one in my part of the world.Irrespective of the rain, its a very beautiful day.. and i have a nice piece for you today. This story of interest to me because it reiterates what i have always believed in, that is...life deals with each one of us differently..We each have our races to run...not competing with the next person, but with ourselves to become a better person. 

Here is a story of a charming lady..by all means she seems the luckiest in the whole world...but read her story and see how life deals with her..

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One Love  xxx

 

My Life is beautiful. I am blessed, rich and beautiful.... Oh i also drive the latest Range Rover Sport in color Red, and i have 2 beautiful kids. Did i mention that i travel on vacation to any country of the world every quarter of the year? If you ain't loving my life you better do!!.

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I am pretty, i wear only designers. From top to bottom. All my friends envy me, they flock around me every time. I throw lavish parties, my kids go to the best schools in the world. What is gold...it means nothing to me..i have a closet full of gold earrings and neck pieces... I am just living the life.. I walk on red carpet, my skin is flawless, am in great shape....BUT..... every night i soak my pillow in tears.

You see me outside and wish for my life, you see my pictures on Instagram, facebook, twitter and the likes, and envy me..If only you knew.

Why do i cry you may ask? i should be the happiest woman on planet earth..because i am lucky..Well, that's what most of my friends say...If only they knew.

I am married to the most loving man in the world, but its not me he loves.He loves his money. Yes..he lavishes me with money, but his presence is absent.

I married my friend, but she's not my lover

Bonjour a tous..as the french say it.

I realized recently that a lot of people follow my blog postings 'Nicodemusly'..they read but they don't comment.

 My prayer is that..'God will touch your fingers to type a comment from your keyboard'! Amen.

Some of my critics have told me this blog is feminist. They say i always write from a feminine perspective, well i can't help it. Can I? Its just natural for me to tilt towards the feminine angle when writing. However, this post is from a man's point of view.

I do have a couple of male friends, and recently while gisting, one of them complained to me about how his wife is his best friend but not his lover (My jaw dropped). Trust me i started poking him to give me more information, knowing fully well that i would write about it. So here's the full gist.