Contentment

That wasn’t an incompatible relationship, but the apathetic behavior of her spouse, which was unbearable.

She had a choice, either to continue or to break it off. But the report in her hand made her double-minded.

She calmed herself, calculated the pros and cons of all the possible future situations, and decided to continue being resilient in her own way.

She determinedly strode on the path of life, and the time flew by.

Today the tears of joy were rolling down her cheeks, seeing her twin daughters, in bridal attire, dancing with their father on a wedding song of their choice.

Today’s Prompt

“The flower that blooms in adversity is the rarest and beautiful of them all.” – Mulan

Write Tribe festival of words June 2018- Day 5

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10 Comments Add yours

  1. awww…i loved you story. Am also a mom of twin daughters, so this post surely made me smile 🙂

    1. shellymona says:

      Wow lovely! thanks

  2. oh wow few words and whirl of emotions. lovely.

      1. My pleasure Shelly. It was so nice meeting you during this festival.

      2. shellymona says:

        Nice meeting you too! Thank you

  3. Storyteller says:

    I loved the story… after few years, few things really don’t matter

    1. shellymona says:

      That’s true! Thank you

  4. Shalzmojo says:

    This was pretty short and sweet. Well done.

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