Free Writing
Sitting atop the widows peak, gazing out deep into the endless ocean, Evelyn longed for the love she shared with John to suddenly reappear in her life. The darkness of the ocean as the moon glistens upon the water seemed to match all that Evelyn was feeling. Wondering now, how she could continue on with her life without him there seemed a near impossible task. The thirty seven years prior had been filled with so much joy, happiness, leaving her filled with memories to last the rest of her life, even though she questioned living until dawn break.
Her children and grandchildren seemed to be the reasoning for staying put on that peak instead of taking the plunge off the roof, into the desolate rocks beneath. She longs for him, she cries and screams out his name, as it almost echoes amongst the waves crashing on the shore. There isn’t a star in the sky to wish upon and all she wants in the world is to feel his hand brush across her shoulders as he had done for all those years together. She longs to hear John whisper her name just once more… feeling as though all hope is lost, she buckles, falling to her knees and begins to sob. The tears streaming down her wrinkling face find themselves racing to reach the deck below. Taking a deep breath, Evelyn slowly begins to stand once again, clenching to the railing, as she lifts herself off the floor.
She’s decided, she knows what she must do to end all the pain and suffering that she feels. Raising her leg slowly over the intricately designed iron, she finds her footing and begins to raise the other leg, as preparing to take one last plunge in her life; hoping to find her end in this suffering and be reunited with John. As she is taking one final breath, a voice begins calling from within the home they created together… It was her daughter. Upon reaching the widows peak, she reached out to her mother, offering her a hand. The tears again begin to pour down Evelyn’s face as she reaches for her daughter’s outstretched hand. Questioning which way she should go, her daughter softly whispers, “Mom, please. We need you.”
Evelyn found her way back atop the widows peak, staring at the dark ocean view. As she gave her daugher an intense hug, the sun began it’s beautiful rise, bringing hope once again into the heart of a woman so lost and in pain……..
©2007 Mysti Guymon
All Rights Reserved
No Comments Yet
Be the first to comment!
