After Uncle Ian died. Mom wasn't much upset,but she told me. That his more happy on the other side with my Aunt Errien.
Then, in his funeral, I remembered what he told me the note. Both him and Aunt Errien wrote.
I rushed to look for it.Yet, it ended up on my mom's possession. I begged her to let me keep it. There, she only smiled and patted me.
" Alright... sweetie... but remember you can ask me all about it, ok?" She said and then gave it to me.
Night after night, I kept reading Aunt's Errien's journal. Then I learned what and why Uncle told me about it.
There, I confronted mom about their past, and she told me the things she knew back then.
Especially, the warm-hearted Aunt Errien's smile lightened up everyone as she could.
Yet, the time mom told me she's like stalking Uncle Ian just to make me laugh. Because mom imitates how Aunt takes pictures.
There, Mom pointed out that all painting in the shop is all painted by Aunt Errien, and Uncle Ian took it from her apartment as her presence in the garden cafe.
Learning these notes of both sides. Aunt Errien is the sunshine in Uncle Ian's Note. Yet, it's the opposite of Aunt's note.
Then mom said Aunt is the first to write that, which made me realise. They're both sunshine to each other whenever they have been in a rough storm.
"Wait...THAT'S IT!!" I yelled, standing up.
" Lizzy... Inner voice, " Dad said
" Oops- ...Sorry..." I said
"What's the matter, Lizzy?" Mom asked
"I know ,the theme of my next painting! And I'll win that contest! Like I promised to Uncle Ian's grave!" I said
"Well... remembered we're here if you need help." Mom said, smiling at me.
There, I nodded and ran to my room. Placing a canvas and setting the colours carefully.
As I started painting, I was playing my soothing music to focus on my masterpiece.
Half of the hours passed. I can feel my hand trembling, pushing it to perfection, and I finally got it.
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Two little angels in the field with a warm smile despite their pain, they hide inside.
Then the next one!
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This piece really resembles Aunt and Uncle love for each other.
"Mom?" I asked, looking at her.
" What's the name of this piece? " She asked, smiling.
"Chaleur dans la tempête - means Warmth in the storm." I said
" Oh... I see... it's beautiful, sweetie, " She said, hugging me.
"Thank you mom...you're the best mom in the world." I said, embracing her.
"I'm always proud of you, Lizzy." She said.
I nodded and hugged her tightly.
Maybe I may never get what the feeling of parentless like Aunt Errien, but I know mom will never abandon me, and I'm thankful for my blessings.
Especially, the wise teaching Uncle Ian kept and values he showed me. Even the reminders to be humble, smile, and fight or perseverance for the right path to take.
In the end, of my presentation and meaning of my painting. I won, and yet, I dedicated it all to Aunt and Uncle in heaven that are together now.
