is it sacrifice or love?

we humans love or hate what we know or what we imagine to be. You can never hate or love what you don't know more less what you can't imagine. For instance those in relationships, hypothetically if you interacted with the other 8+ billion people on this planet would you have chosen the person you are in relationship with currently? Most of you just chose the best available options in your immediate surrounding e.g office, neighborhood,tribe? I might be wrong but I believe if people met with other people as possibly as they can outside their normal circles, they wouldn't be with the people they are with now. Story time! I have an aunt who was married for 30+ year with three beautiful children who got divorced in 2010. Her ex husband (my ex uncle) met a Kenyan woman on his work trip in Kenya in 2009. Truth be told she was young and more beautiful than my aunt but that's not the point. The point is he met her and within a year divorced my aunt, she was devastated and would ask my ex uncle why would he destroy what they had built together, a beautiful family, business and throw away all the sacrifices they had made to be where they are now? My ex uncle said to her just like other love fanatics would, " it's love, you can't fight against or force love." and that he loved the Kenyan woman. The Kenyan woman was more violent with my aunt verbally because she was getting in the way of their "new love" life as my aunt was old school fighting for her marriage but soon gave up, she was burnt out. Ex uncle married the Kenyan woman and had two beautiful daughters. 2016 my ex uncle traveled to work in southern Ethiopia on a project and he met a beautiful Ethiopian lady, more beautiful than the Kenyan lady and my aunt combined for sure but again that's not the point. The Kenyan lady was devastated and asked the same question to my ex uncle my aunt asked him "why?" I believe but not sure he told her the same thing he told my aunt while divorcing her " love" just as other love fanatics would say. He is now happily married to the Ethiopian lady to date, whether it will last or not that I can't tell but history tends to repeat itself but who knows it might stick out to the end. In my subjective perspective there was good in the bad because my beautiful, good hearted and hardworking cousins were born, if ex uncle had met the Kenyan lady first before my aunt they wouldn't exist. But it begs the question again if my ex uncle had not traveled to Kenya, would my aunt's marriage have survived to date or it was already doomed to fail? The lesson I learnt is that narrative (love) is way different from the experience (sacrifice) but are of the same coin. The Kenyan woman's narrative (love) at first when my ex uncle was divorcing my aunt was you can't fight love just because you sacrificed a lot for your husband and my aunt's experience (sacrifice) was I sacrificed a lot for him to lose him to another woman. Both arguments were right. When ex uncle divorced the Kenyan woman, her narrative turned into experience to the point of asking the same question my aunt asked my ex uncle "why?". I know most of you would say karma is a bitch to her but would you say the same to my aunt who lost our as much as her to another woman? Love however exciting it is and beautiful it may be, sometimes it wrecks havoc where it trails in such for it. But sacrifice however boring and mundane it maybe, it nurtures and builds because both my aunt, cousins, Kenyan woman and her daughters were devasted and never same. Most people will judge my ex uncle just as I fight hard against my instincts not to judge him after all we are judgemental by nature. Put yourself in his shoes, sacrificing requires a lot of will power compared to fuzzy feelings of love( the heart wants what it wants) I guess that's why there are too many divorces. At the same time put yourself in the shoes of my aunt and the Kenyan lady who thought love would last.

At the end of it all what's the point? It is what it is. Just get the good out of the bad and move on.