The Road to devastation

Komorebi

Komorebi : sunlight that is filtered through trees.

It was a beautiful Sunday morning day, sun finally peeked upon the  village of Shangri-La. Nevertheless, the air was still frigid yet the blanket of snow was starting to melt down finally.It was 7'o clock I reckon, no I'm certain as the bell of church were tolling when my wife finally gave birth to the piece of my heart and went to lie in rest and peace herself.The case was critical with no good Obstetrics at hand; as I mentioned it my ours was a small village.The only doctor of village asked me to choose which do I wanted the most I wasn't sure till the question confronted me directly, I've craved a child so badly, I more than anything in the world wanted to be a father.It had been my wish since forever. It had been two and a half decade. I had tied the nuptial knot with the love of my life Fatima she had been indeed the better half of me in all its senses, a woman so enduring I cannot recall if she ever had pick a fight at me or answered me in a wrong tone however aggressive I have ever been.She was my anchor and my rock yet when she started to grow weak unreasonably and was bound to bed due to disease incurable. I started spending my most of my time outside the house rather than being with her.For I wasn't strong enough to see the woman I loved my entire life becoming smoke I loved her it may sound ridiculously odd that I chose to get myself distant from her when she needed me the most but I couldn't have bear to see her in torment.I didn't have the nerves to see my the rose I worshiped once withering away right in front of my eyes.