The Husband

I woke up on the floor of a white room. Four doors were in front of me.

“You finally decided to join us,” a robed figure said to me.

The figure helped me up. “You are married,” he said.

“I am. I don’t remember anything.”

“I know, there’s a reason for that,” he said as he walked me to the doors. “Behind each one of these doors is a person you married in a different universe. Today, you get to pick which universe becomes your actual reality.”

“What?”

“Behind door number one is Janet. You two have been married ten years and have 3 beautiful children together. You live in Boston, Massachusetts.”

“What are you talking about?” I look through the small window in the door and I have sudden flashes of memories. I remember everything. I love that woman.

“Behind door number two is Adina. You two have been married seven years and have twin boys! You live in Los Angeles, California.”

“What about Jane…” as I speak I am suddenly flashed with memories of my life with Adina, my wedding, our honeymoon, and the birth of our boys. I love this woman.

“And door number three is Areum who you have been married two for six months and live with in New York City.”

I am flashed with my memories of my whirlwind romance with Areum, remembering us meeting at random on the train and finding each other in Central Park. Our love story is out of a movie. I love this woman.

“And door number four is Frank. You two have been together eight years, have two children, and married two years ago. You live in Denver Colorado.”

I see a flash of my romance with Frank. We met in college and reconnected at a reunion event. Our children were adopted from Africa. I love this man.

All the memories mixed at once in my mind confusing me.

“In five minutes all four of them will come out of their respective rooms. You will have twenty four hours to choose one. Good luck.”

“What do you mean choose one?”

“You may choose one life from the many you have lived in the multiverse. Whichever is your favorite. Good luck.”

The robed man disappears as the doors slowly open.

 

How can I choose? I’m so happy with each of them

About the Author

Matthew Newman
Matthew Newman is a Christian environmental engineer (Professionally licensed in Maryland). He’s also a husband, beard aficionado, Dad of four beautiful children, blogger, and all around geeky guy from Baltimore County. When he’s not chasing his kids or working, he’s probably asleep.

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