Adjustment becomes obvious
When life takes grey shade
I was married now. Married to a man who was seventeen years older than me. Father of two children. I didn’t know how my so called new life would be. Maybe my husband hasn’t forgotten his previous wife yet. I envisaged a hanging framed photo of his wife. What if children don’t accept me? I exhaled a labored sigh. I will try to adjust. Finally I looked at the photo of my parents, who left me alone many years back. Vision blurred. I knew it was my last day there.
Written for: Write Tribe (100 words on Saturday)