I remember. The first autumn. When you were in my belly, when I used to talk to you about the season, about my wishes for the ones to come.
I was happy in a way. Leaves were turning brown and I was drafting our future, the walks we would do hand in hand, the sound of the rain, the rustle around, the song of the wind, the warmth of a sunday afternoon by the sea.
Knowing you were there gave me the strenght to live through the dark hours ahead. I was not alone anymore and I could tell you about all the beauty, all the wonderful of life. I never doubted it. I never allowed anybody to come between you and me.
Autumn was tender when winter was harsh. I lose my mind many times. And yet I kept talking to you, like a madwoman most of the time. But I cared you know. I cared so much. I wanted the best for you and I took the chance, even if it came with chaos and violence, even if at a time I thought of giving you away. So somebody else could take care of you.
Year after year, autumn comes as a reminder of love shared, of love like the most powerful tool to overcome the worst. I knew I would not have left if it’s not for you. You were the green light on the road, that we took together, hand in hand. Always.
Lovely memories! It’s nice to record them Marie. Wishing you happiness.
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Time is flying so yes I like to print these memories somewhere Balroop
Thank you
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Wow. This was so touching . It made me feel emotional. So moving, Marie.Thanks for sharing .💕
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Thanks a lot Grace for your lovely words.
Sending you love and joy
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This brought tears to my eyes. You are so brave, Marie.
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We both overcame tough times Lisa. We’re still here and so strong.
Thank you my friend.
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This was so moving, Marie. Beautifully written from the heart. Thank you for sharing. 💞
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Thanks a lot for your sweet words Lauren.
Take care. ❤
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