TITLE: Letting go
By Lesley-Anne Evans
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Mother never spoke of him again. Although we knew a part of her heart left with him that day, she remained stoically silent until the end.
Many times I wondered how a woman who felt such deep emotional bonds could have made the decision she did, but the human experience is so often one of great complexity. I could only surmise that she had done the best she could under the circumstances.
What motivated her remains a mystery. Perhaps it was a unconscious awareness of her own mortality, and the preciousness of the time that was left. Perhaps it was the suffocating sameness of her life; a life filled with joyless monotony and a pouring out of herself that left her virtually powerless to handle anything outside the very basic needs of her family. Perhaps her choice was a logical conclusion to a series of poor choices.
None-the-less, Mother reached a line where some unidentified inner momentum thrust her forward.
She simply extended her hand and released another dream.
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