Ben And Lauren
Ben sat next to the bed where Lauren was lying, her old body weak and feeble, knowing these were her last few precious seconds on earth.
“We had a good run this time, Ben.”
“We did, my darling. The best forty years of my life, thank you for spending the golden ones with me,” tears were streaming down his face. “I love you so much, my love. “I’ll see you in the next life.”
She kissed him with her last breath.
Ben died two days later, leaving his 2 sons and 1 daughter to carry out the legacy of his and his beloved’s love for lifetimes to come.
And somewhere a 5-year-old little boy is watching Sesame Street, smiling because he knows somewhere a little girl is entering the world, taking her very first breath with a head full of lifetimes of memories.
A wise man once told me that endings are everything and that a good poem starts at the end, and I thought, you know, I bet the same is true for stories. Well, I honestly believe this is the best ending I have ever written. So I want to give a shoutout to Brad Osborne for the advice he probably didn’t even know he was giving me.
I’m pretty proud of that picture too. I’m not sure why the image just speaks to me for some reason, I still recall the memory of taking the photograph, maybe that’s why it’s so special to me.
I hope you enjoyed this story. I’m still not sure what I’m going to do with it yet, but at least I can put it out of my mind and get back to my novel.
Thanks for being my guinea pigs!
And most importantly, thanks to Neil, for helping with some hangups and for being a writers widower these past few nights. I promise I won’t crack any joke’s about being a “gemer’s widow,” for the entire month of May! ❤
Love & life lessons,