She stood there looking out to the vastness of the sea, holding both her children's hands strongly and closely to her.
Standing there without nothing more to hope for or any farfetched dreams to achieve she felt completely destroyed. It's said that as you near to your last minutes of life, your whole life is flashed through mind as if, it's some movie.
She saw her journey from a child to a beautiful bride to the wife of an alcoholic to the mother of her two children. Her seven years of marriage was not as expected. Living with a man who's only priority is alcohol was not easy. But still she couldn't leave him. Maybe the thought of her children growing fatherless bothered her. She found refuge in her job. But the debts her husband made was too much that creditors began to bother her wherever she went. They never left her in peace at home, public places or even at her work space. And that was the last thing she could take. She left him and her home and went to her father's.
But the thought of been alone with so much burdens bothered her. Taking the easiest way out of all the problems was her only solution. And that's why she's here with her little ones, to be a part of the roaring sea and to go deep down.
While still looking out to the vastness, she felt her son clutching to her more strongly, as if he didn't want to let her go. That simple gesture of faith in him woke her. Why destroying her children's dreams and lifes' just cos their father turned out to be wrong? What did they do?
"No, I can't kill my children. They are mine. I can't let them go... " .... hugging and crying her heart out she holded them more tightly towards her.... forever!
P.S. Shared by a friend from a real life account.
This is my sixth post for Write Tribe Festival of Words.