Broken Memories☄

Part 7

A flash of gut wrenching images began an endless cycle around my brain.

I was sat by Michael’s bedside as I watched him sleeping in serenity.

I heard the door creak open and the doctor entered.

I glanced towards him with giant pools of sadness in my eyes.

The words that spluttered from his mouth changed my life forever.

They hit me like an array of bullets, ploughing deeper and deeper with every word.

Your body lit up that day.

Your CAT scan like a Christmas tree; except on this tree there was minimal light.

The majority of the darkness being cancerous tumours that took over your body, beckoning you to the depths of the darkness.

You died later that night laid cold and lonely in the darkness of that hospital room; you should have been home with me and the kids.

I came to the ward from dropping them off at their gran’s the next morning to find you lying there lifelessly.

I knew our time left was limited but not this limited.

Now here I am.

Curled under our tree in the loneliness of the woods reminiscing.

Alone and scared.