The Month Life Left

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I wish that August would never come. It was the month you left.

That summer you were so sick and eventually, life was fading away from you like light after the sunset. The doctors would speak kindly, but defensively, saying, “You have had five years.” Yes, five hard years, a blessing and a curse.

Although I could see your spirit still burned to live, and never stopped yearning for more, you died gracefully, bravely, like a man.

I have stumbled through many dark days without you. All my joys are muted because I cannot share them with you

Together, we faced every hard thing in life, and we gave each other courage. Eventually, I would have learnt to love black days like bright ones as long as you were beside me.

To make you proud, I will try to learn on my own.

Prosery: Walcott’s Dark August

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I’m a paralegal, a widow, mother and grandmother.

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26 thoughts on “The Month Life Left”

  2. Your title hinted at a sad Prosery, Lisa, and you certainly gave us a heart-breaking story. I love the simile ‘life was fading away from you like light after the sunset’ and the seamless embedding of the prompt line.

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  6. It’s only been less than a year for me. The memory of the day sears in my head, but I know that Paul is with the Lord. That makes me a little jealous, I guess. I wish I was with him sometimes, but I never feel alone. I know you realize that God is at your side through this and everything we face in life. Even with the support of family, church, friends, fellow bloggers and others, we can rest in the assurance that God will never leave us. When the quiet of night falls and I say my prayers, I truly miss him the most. We would always end our day with the Lord’s Prayer. Tears will fall – we wouldn’t be human if they didn’t, but God is there to wipe them away and gives us hope for the future. He allows us to press on each day and live.

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