Fall From Grace
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I shook my head and kissed him. “I just saw a little boy on TV claiming that he’d marry his best friend.” I could tell that I was confusing him so I added, “Beth brought some of Mom’s old tapes.”
He nodded. “I seem to recall such a boy… He got what he wanted in the end.”
He wrapped his arm around my shoulders as we leaned back and watched our kids play in the treehouse. “Every promise you’ve made, you’ve kept. I’m happy, Noah.”
“Don’t worry, I’m sure you’re bound to be cranky the next few months when Ned’s here,” he muttered as he placed his hand on my belly. “I’ll keep my distance when you want to throw something at me, and I’ll make you smile when I need to.” I rolled my eyes at him. “I’ll always make you happy, Grace.”
I turned my head. “You always do.”
These days when I think of you, Mom, it doesn’t feel like a sad thing. I can sit and talk to your grandkids about you with a smile on my face, and oh, how I wish you could have been here to meet them. I still miss you terribly and that part will never go away, but I’m truly happy with this life I have with Noah. You sneaky parent, you always suspected this would happen, didn’t you? He’s still a great guy all around and since I’ve been next to him most of my life anyway, I know that he’ll never let me down. The saddest part is the fact that you didn’t get to see us make it this far when you believed in us most. We’re not kids anymore, and that strong bond I have with Noah as a kid is still with us today.
Life is full of bruises, to our hearts, bodies, and minds, I trust that I’ll make it through them with Noah by my side.
So, don’t worry, and keep smiling down on us.
The End.
About the Author
Michelle is from a small town in Eastern Kentucky where opossums try to blend in with the cats on the porch and bears are likely to chase your pets—this is very true, it happened with her sister’s dog. Despite the extra needed protection for your pets, she loves the mountains she calls home. She has a man and twin girls who are the light of her life and the reason she’s slightly crazy.
As a kid, she was that cousin, that friend, that sister and daughter, the talker who could spin a tale and make-believe into any little thing so it was no surprise when she found love in reading, and figured all these characters inside her head needed an outlet. They wanted to be heard, so she wrote.
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