November 2004. Mississippi.
"And at home by the fire, whenever you look up, there I shall be - and whenever I look up, there you shall be" ~ Thomas Hardy (British Novelist and Poet - 1840-1928)It was cool, foggy and damp that November evening in Mississippi. I was back in Columbus to pack up my remaining furniture for storage. The house had sold. Fifteen years of memories were packed away but each room was full of memories I could not pack; ghosts of Christmas past; of little girls in tutus and kittens curled next to the hearth; of Halloween trick or treaters and birthday slumber parties; these all came rushing back as I moved from room to room. I sat in each room remembering the day we moved in, no furniture, no friends, no family; but a new start for my small child and for me. There were good years, good friends and contented times here; I felt safe, secure and in control of my life.
When life in Mississippi slowly started to come apart, our home became my respite from the storm, my cocoon. Here I could sit by the fireplace with my child wrapped in my arms and keep the world away. She was here and I was here. But life finally came crashing in suddenly, unexpectedly, completely; dashing futures and dreams and hopes. So in November 2004 I sat in front of the burning fire for one final time with tears in my eyes and a heavy heart reliving the memories and watching the last fire burn.
Submission for Photo Friday topic "burn." (end of post)
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