Isn’t it a wandering life?
They loved each
other, but were destined to separate.
No choice he was given
This was an unexplained
desire for her to see him daily, but she simply knew how to hide her feeling without
being stirred up by her own expressions. She looked forward to the moment when she
spotted him. She knew he would come to her. Here came a sly grin, which warmed
her up in the drizzling cold winter. She fell head over heels for him
without realizing it at the beginning. He had feelings for her too she could
tell.
What truly
mattered in the future she didn’t care. They just shared the nice little things
with each other. It seemed more than enough that the two of them were content
to be together, feeling kind of euphoria. The sexual thrill was never their
driving factor and never explored either.
In front of their
friends, they shifted their conversation to the weather or something like that.
They waited their friends were out of hearing range, and discussed stealthily
about what they’d like to do on weekends in the first year they were together.
Things between them were too personal to tell what was really going on between
them.
She didn’t know
how to give him an explanation about her turbulent but rich childhood and
teenage years with her family contrasted with his stable and harmonious family background.
She knocked hard the trifling doubt out of her mind, but the distance she
wondered could keep his attraction to her to last. At one time she liked being
married and meshing her life with his. She prayed her luck to be with him would
last a lifetime.
She was terrified
to tell or write to him about how much she missed him, which was eating away at
her heart and urged her to make a move.
She didn’t know
how to convince her father, who wronged him about his qualification and ability
to lead to a good life. She was told that they were in the middle of nowhere
and there wasn’t a sense of control, missing in their lives. She should defend
him, but she was seized with panic to leave either him or her parents.
What she said on
the phone really agitated him, and he was dubious about what
could make the whole thing worse. His promise to come to see her was straightly
and very sharply rebuffed by her father. She didn’t have the
strength to face him if he had come.
The breakup ripped up his life for years, and he got lost. It heavily influenced the way he looked for in a date. He found that physical work was better than mental at moments especially wondering what decision was a wise one. It was a very good way to fill the silence from her and horrible emptiness in his heart. He formed a habit to indulge himself in woodwork and often lose time. He started to work for himself and set his own hours.
The breakup ripped up his life for years, and he got lost. It heavily influenced the way he looked for in a date. He found that physical work was better than mental at moments especially wondering what decision was a wise one. It was a very good way to fill the silence from her and horrible emptiness in his heart. He formed a habit to indulge himself in woodwork and often lose time. He started to work for himself and set his own hours.
The way how she made it
She was told that the committee members were impartial when the decision was made. She made a fast but polite exit and she screamed it loud inside that the whole thing about promotion was rigged.
She was told that the committee members were impartial when the decision was made. She made a fast but polite exit and she screamed it loud inside that the whole thing about promotion was rigged.
She certainly
experienced not-subtle discrimination, which she had encountered like most working women when she was twenties. She couldn’t get rid of those terrible memories
at all.
She
remembered those days when she’d
made herself booked solid all week without a decent break. She
wasn’t the type to sit around and waited for a job to land in her lap. The hard
work did help keep her mind off of things that bothered her when she was left
alone. The best she could do was to make herself do the regular things that
didn’t require much thought.
Her
colleagues said in sarcasm to her that she worked like one charged via a USB port or an endurance
battery then. Being patient with
annoyance wasn’t her strong suit.
However, she tolerated. She set a rule for her own self to follow, that there
was no margin for error. She
made efforts to be indispensable and secured her job and chances to
promote. They were quiet after her boss claimed her work was faultless before
the monthly meeting wrapped up. She
enjoyed the fruits of her strenuous
tolerance.
She didn’t forget
about the days when she was alone, and felt lonely. It wasn’t an option to date
anyone after her, especially someone in her line of work. She liked to be a single mother to raise her baby
on her own.
She thought she
wouldn’t abandon any habits or interests from her years before pregnancy, which once kept her life more colorful and imaginative. But, she was wrong and she changed
many ways she didn’t expect in pregnancy. She believed that the fate was responsible that to bring her baby to join her life. She was gladly
and ready to change for the new life.
She observed and
learned that a so-called parenting has no expiration date until the day the parent dies.
That is life, isn’t it?
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