FACT 5: THE END

Hectic afternoon at work and my conscience is traveling to tropical Miami. She decided that needed an entire month for herself. You gotta love my conscience she knows how to have fun…

I take my shoes off, my feet hurt a lot and my cell reminds me that  I have a phone  call appointment,  I´m dialing the  number to find out how was her first experience on a plane and to find out how she´s feeling since the doctor prescribed rest. I´m dialing and I´m eager to hear her voice. The phone keeps ringing and anxiety builds until I hear her. 

She answers:

-Good evening.

-It´s not your house and you´re answering the phone?

-I knew it was you.

-How was your flight?- exited to know how it was.

-It was peaceful, I loved it!

-I told you it was alright.

-Why you´re sad?

Of course,  she can drastically change the topic.

-I sound sad?

-You are. Why?

-I miss you mom. That´s all!

-Me too, but I think is something else!

Tears want to invade but I´m not letting them.

-I was mom…I was sad about it but I can finally say is not worth it. It´s worthless to be sad about. I think is for the best and I´m thankful I have you to constantly remind me about how worthless it is.

Silence.

Silence on both sides.

She speaks the final fact:

-This will be the last time we´ll talk about this. You´re ready… no more sorrow  blinding your path and no more tears to drawn your throat. My child, you and I have seen it, lived it and let it slipped away from our fingers, we have endured the loss and we finally have learned the lesson: It´s  once on a life time and it´s enough to last for eternity.

It Ends here.

Salomée