The Visit – Finish It #1 and Tuesday’s Photo Prompt #3

Hope by Iskander 1989
Hope by Iskander 1989

She carefully opened the door, not sure what to expect. It had been a while since she has visited. Nothing was the way she remembered and when her eyes finally got adjusted to the dark, what she saw made her shiver…

She saw Marie in front of her window, still with her nightgown, barefoot, her hair uncombed, looking out, waiting…. Such a heart-rending sight! How could Luisa leave her like this? If only she could make her smile again. To hear her laughing again. To comb her hair, to tell her not to worry. That even though Mummy left, she’d always be here looking after her.

How Luisa wish she was given more time, to see Marie grow up, to be with her on her first day of school, to give her advice on her first date, to pack her things when she leaves home for college, to go shopping with her, to talk about her day-to-day activities and so on. Things that a Mum and a daughter do.

Cancer won over her. There was no way she could be cured. It happened so fast, that she wasn’t able to prepare Marie. She knew that Oscar would look after Marie, but then he was also mourning for her. If only she was given more time, one more time to hold their hands, to hug them both and to reassure them that she also missed them.

9 thoughts on “The Visit – Finish It #1 and Tuesday’s Photo Prompt #3

  1. Beautifully written! Your words go so well with the photo for the prompt. As a survivor of cancer, I know how gut-wrenching it can be to think of those you will leave behind. This just gets me right in the heart. Wonderful work!

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