The card came in the morning.”Happy Wedding anniversary darling” was all it read . No flowers , no gifts to accompany it. She kept it on the table and read it every time she crossed it. Some times she simply stopped her chores and read the words. His words. After so many years together , she was not amazed to receive the card. But she knew the words had no weight. She felt a feeling of loss. why was she trying to find a meaning for her life in these words ?
The divorce happenned that weekend. He married her best friend the next.
A story repeated in many lives I fear.
Whoa. Heavy.
Some people fall “out of love” during their lifetimes….it’s sad, is it meant to be? Who knows, life is “give and take”.
Oh, the cruelty of love – well done
The best detail is how often she reads it. It funny how we do that, even when we’ve already memorized the words. We keep looking for something that’s not there, or making sure something is STILL there.
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I think she needs to rip up the card, burn it, and move on. The best revenge is a life well lived, I believe the saying goes!