Dare to dream [Book 1]

Chapter 1 - Everything changed

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The End        

Waiting

Anticipating each moment

Fingers trembling

Shaking

Cold Just 1 breath

1 take

Now

Pain

A burning agony

Eating away

Convulsing

Numb

Numb but warm

Numb but cold

Floor

Darkness

Poem written and quoted with permission by @LiliaJeri  

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I will never forget that day, everything changed....

"hello?""may I speak with Mrs Olympia McLucas?" 

"yes, it's Pia speaking"

I vaguely remember parts of the conversation as my whole world in that moment just felt like it had crumbled around me. Still clutching the phone in my hand I started to shake and sob uncontrollably as I slid down the wall raising my knees up to my chest into a foetal position. I couldn't believe what I was hearing and I had a feeling the worst was yet to come. I was right, shortly after the phone call there was a knock at the door and I was told that Rhys was never coming home. He was dead.

The police officer advised me that he had been killed instantly by a drunk driver coming the other direction along the highway. Rhys was heading back from a road trip with another work colleague and was in the front passenger seat when the other car struck. I was told he had no chance and died instantly as the other car completely wiped out the front of the vehicle.

It's been almost 2 years and although some days are still a little darker than others, things are slowly getting better. They say that time helps to heal pain and I guess it does to a certain extent but I've been in no hurry as Rhys was not only my soul-mate, husband and lover, he was my best friend and we did everything together.

In an instant it felt like I'd had my heart ripped out and I don't think I'll ever be the same again. To be honest, I just don't know if I can love anyone as much as I loved him. He was my world and now I feel like I'm stuck here alone and I'm not sure which direction to go or how to move forward.

Rhys knew absolutely every little thing about me as I did about him. We used to play pranks on each other all the time, he made me feel comfortable in my own skin and gave me courage to try so many things.

I will never forget his beautiful green eyes that had me mesmerized in the instant I met him or his beautiful sandy cololoured curly hair, that he wore short in the back and sides and longer on top. He had a great muscular physique and the most beautiful flawless skin. It was almost like he was an angel as Rhys had the most amazing smile that lit up, not just his face but a whole room!

We met through mutual friends at a party and it was an instant attraction, even though it took him several months to get the courage to ask me out. After that we became inseperable and within six months we got our own apartment together. This place just feels so empty without him here and I miss all the laughter. Now all I have is memories and photos and all they seem to do is make me sad, so for now I have put them all away.

I still wear my wedding rings but they are now worn on my right hand as I feel strange not wearing them. I know I have to move on but I like wearing them, and it's like I still have a part of him with me. I would do anything to bring him back but I can't and I know it's not going to happen. I've lost ten years of my life in an instant and I can't believe I'm a widow and I'm only 30. Rhys and I were supposed to have a family and grow old together, this wasn't supposed to happen.

Rhys was going to be an amazing father, he was my rock and my voice of reason as I have a tendancy to get some crazy ideas, so now I'm trying to do it all on my own. If it wasn't for him I don't think I would have got the courage to try singing which has become a huge passion of mine.

I remember as a child singing into my hairbrush, I mean who didn't but it's been a lifelong dream of mine. If it wasn't for Rhys plying me with some alcohol for liquid courage and his incredible ability to convince me, then I don't think I would have had the gumption to try it.

What the hell am I supposed to do now. I've spent the last two years trying to figure it out and I still don't have all the answers. I'm sick of hurting but I feel like I'm ready for a new beginning. What that may be, I have no idea but I've decided a nice long holiday break would be a good start.