Joan stood at the edge of the cliff,
looking out at the tumultuous sea. The storms of the last few days
had whipped it into a frenzied grey/green monster.
She watched the waves, giant crests of
water, as they thundered towards the base of the cliff, hitting the
rock with shuddering crashes.
Why had it come to this, she wondered.
Her mind drifted back to the early days
of their marriage. They would cuddle up to each other, basking in
their mutual love.
There would be long conversations over
dinner, talking about their dreams and wishes for the future.
But now! Just this morning she had
tried to talk to him, tell him something important, but he didn't
even acknowledge her. There was no conversation, no reply, just
silence.
She wiped away a tear. How much longer
could she go on like this? Neglected, ignored. She felt so unloved.
She took a step closer to the edge.
A noise behind her made her turn. A
young couple, hand in hand, very much in love, were walking along the path behind
her, their two children ran ahead of them, giggling and playing.
Good morning they said, smiling as they
passed. She smiled back, thinking how happy they looked.
That could have been her and George
once.
She sighed. She had a lot to be
thankful for, maybe she should give their marriage another try.
She turned and headed for home, the
wind whipping her hair into a tangled mess.
She sat, waiting for him to come home.
The door slammed. "How did the hearing
test go dear?" No answer!
He walked across the room and gave her
a peck on the cheek. "The hospital says I need hearing aids" he said.
"Well, it is to be expected when you're in your eighties, I suppose!"
She smiled, and told him that she loved
him, but he didn't hear.
Maybe once he had his hearing aid,
things would be different!
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