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Over the Horizon
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As the sun rose over the horizon, I sat on the hill facing the east and watched as the sky displayed the beautiful hues of reds, oranges and yellows across the distant skyline. It was early fall, and in typical fall fashion, this morning’s sunrise was something special to see. It was harvest time on the prairies. The warm summer days were starting to fade, and those crazy hot nights where the temperature barely dipped down had given way to cooler, more reasonable sleeping conditions. You know, the ones where you like to leave the window open, but by morning you are searching for the covers as the last hour or two of sleep continues to engulf you. That’s right, you know what I’m talking about.
Fall was always her favorite season. The leaves would soon change color, replacing the lush green canopies that had encompassed the city and countryside with the vibrant fall foliage that was eagerly awaited, but all too soon gone for another year. One good windy day was all it took and the palette of color would be gone, left with the bare branches that indicated winter, and with it, the snow, would soon follow. This would be the first fall where we didn’t share that special Sunday drive to see the changing landscape. The picnic in the park, the slow drive up the winding road along the river, and the day completed with a quick stop for ice cream at that special place before returning to the city and the comfort of our home.
She’d been gone now for almost three months. There were days when I didn’t think I could go on, but, some how, some way, I mustered the strength to get out of bed each morning and pick up the pieces of my shattered life. What kind of life was I left with? She had been my world, my everything. We shared 30 incredible years together. She taught me to love and to trust unconditionally. Her love made me feel complete. Never in my life before meeting her, had I experienced such an all encompassing passion for life. She gave me life. She gave me love.
It had all started innocently. A mutual interest, some mutual friends, committee work at the club, then the casual meet for drinks on a Friday after work which soon turned into drinks and dinner. It became a Friday ritual for us, and when travels for work interfered and one of us had to cancel, there would be much to catch up on the following week.
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I’d type something except the tears blurring my vision keep me from that…….
Me too honda90… a first for me to be brought to tears by ff…
Heartwarming yet heartwrenching at the same time! BRAVO!!!
That one made me cry. please post anything soon
With my heart in my throat, I so thought this was about two other women. Especially since you made the reference to, “my first, my last, my forever”. Then to find out it was Bette and Tina. I just wanted to cry.
That was great very heart warming.
Ahh….the conditions of our lives change like nature’s seasons. A beautiful and moving story Tazzie. I think I have a good idea where some of this inspiration came from. You sure have a great way with words my friend. This is one of those where nothing more is needed…no second chapter…nothing. It’s perfect as is. Thanks so much for sharing your creative thoughts. “There are trees that seem to die at the end of autumn. There are also the evergreens.” -Gilbert Maxwell. {{HUGS}}
Damn, you made me cry.
Touching, beautiful and achingly sad
When I started reading I was hoping against all hope that this was about another couple. I really don’t like reading about either of them dying and leaving the other. My sentiments are echoed by all the comments before me, so beautiful, yet so heartbreaking. Actually, I’m very glad that you will not continue this, I couldn’t stand it.
Oh My Beautiful Taz… you have stolen my breath… as tears silently fall… you have captured my very essence… my soul with your beautiful lyrical melody and just caressed it with the ultimate Loss… and the Ultimate hope… the powers over words you have is beyond exceptional… a gift like this seeks out and consumes it evokes and evolves a persons intimate nature of such lose and love… you are an incredible gift… thank you for sharing your words and yourself with me and so many others. Mucho Love and Hugs, JC (“Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a teardrop.” – Unknown)
So very beautiful
Oh Taz, that was so moving, on this crisp morning that you described so beautifully. I sure hope Tina is with Dana and they are enjoying thier friends and loved ones, enjoying each other. Thank you, Md
That was beautiful & heartbreaking.
Hpw can something be so beautiful be so heartbreaking thanks
That was very heartfealt, Tazzie! This certainly made us fill our eyes with tears. The way you described the seasons and the changing of colors was just amazing. Thanks for sharing this with us. PPS Lucero & Marsha (JC’s Salsa Aunties)