Those simple times of yesterday...
In a world where truth is fast becoming extinct and everyone settles for less than the best, life can be complicated.
In her heart lies the secret gateway to that place where only she can come to. That place where she can be Amal, happy and free. Lying on the couch with eyes closed, she sets her mind adrift.
Eyes still closed, breathing
easy with the hint of a smile, the memories keep coming. They had
painted the dining area together one summer. With a gloss coat to hide
little greasy finger prints she and her sisters had made on the wall.
Just the two of them, painting all morning. He had used her exact height
to determine where the new colour would stop. He said she could use
that to measure how much taller she had grown since the day they did the
paint job. He also painted 2 hearts on her cheeks! Those were the little
things that made her love him so.
She remembered her first day at
boarding school. He had held her hand once they stepped out of the
car. They walked hand in hand, she in awe of her new place of abode and
he in silence and deep thought. They stopped to admire the larger than
life statue of Mother Mary and the vast gardens surrounding it. She
remembers crying...bawling even as he attempted to hand her over to the
principal; and the reverend sister who peeled her away from him, but not
before she caught a glimpse of his misty eyes.
He loved her too. If
she died without anyone else loving her, it would have been their loss.
For she had enough love from Daddy to last 2 lifetimes. And really,
that's all that mattered.
