When I was only 20 years old, I was in a very difficult and
abusive relationship. In only 5 months, I changed completely: from confident
and cheerful to terrified and hopeless. I was constantly threatened and felt
like a hostage in my own home, by someone who claimed to love me. Who said
that words don’t hurt? They may not leave scars, but they wound the soul.
When I realized that we were getting into very dangerous territory, I took
my chances, and left him. That only intensified his war against me. I had a
restraining order against him, but I still didn’t leave the house for
several months for many reasons, but mostly because of continuous death
threats.
Getting back into the world after such a traumatic
experience was extremely hard. Finally, one night I went to a club, and, you
guessed it, I ran into my ex. My immediate reaction when I saw him was to
leave, because I didn’t want to cause a scene. I was driving home feeling
sorry for myself when I realized what I was doing, and I went back.
His face nearly dropped to the floor when I returned to the
club. A few minutes later, I was chatting at the bar with some friends when
he came right behind me and started yelling at me and calling me names.
The club was full and the music was very loud, but everyone
stopped and listened to him scream at me like a madman. I remained silent,
with my back to him, but I was shaking inside. He was getting more and more
frustrated that I wasn’t responding, and then he screamed: “I wish you dead,
and you will be soon.”
At that point, I turned around and said very calmly: “It’s
really too bad that you feel this way, because I wish you only well.”
Everyone was stunned, including me. I heard myself say those
words, but they were as startling to me as they were to everyone there. It
wasn’t what I was thinking. However, as soon as I said those words, I WAS
FREE! I felt peaceful for the first time in a very long time. I felt like I
could breathe again.
He was speechless. He stared at me for a while completely
dumbfounded, and then he left the club. Not another word was ever spoken
between us, and that was the last time that I ever saw him. I still wish him
only well.
Words can wound, or they can heal. We make the choice, and
the difference. I choose to Wish Only Well because it’s not being passive
about life, on the contrary. It’s realizing that you reap what you sow, and
that’s a powerful realization.
Imagine knowing that everything you wish for others will
come back to you; what would you wish?
Let There Be WOW!
Over the years, whenever I thought about that story or told
it to someone, I felt renewed hope and strength, and everyone who heard it
was amazed.
One night, as I was telling it to a group of people, I made
the connection!
I realized how those three words, “Wish Only Well”, had
changed my life. They were the proverbial “fork in the road” in my life; a
deciding moment when you make a major choice.
If I had continued our pattern, there is no doubt in my mind
that one or both of us would have died from that situation. Yes, it was THAT
bad.
However, by Wishing Only Well, I took the high road. Those
three words created such a tremendous, immediate and beneficial change in my
life that you had to be there to believe it.
Also, you probably noticed that the first letter of each
word, "Wish Only Well", spells WOW. It’s a fun and easy way to remember
something good!
My wish is to share the powerful message of WOW - Wish Only
Well, because I’m certain that it could help others too.
Our vehicle is WOW Zone (www.wowzone.com).
We believe that “Wish Only Well” is a gift to humanity, something that must
be shared. It changed my life for the better, and it can change yours too.
~ Carmen Colombo
http://www.wowzone.com

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