She’ll Go Anyway

A porcelain vase, once shattered, will never be whole again. 

Mother must have said that a hundred times.

Of course  mother had other sayings, too.

If there’s any doubt, there’s no doubt.

Happy people never wonder if they are happy.

All true, she thinks.

She closes the laptop.

Now she can’t see the emails.

She came close to deleting them,  then thought better.

What would be the point?

She can’t delete them from her memory.

But of all the times to find out.

Tonight is the sunset champagne balloon ride, her anniversary gift surprise.

Well, she simply won’t tell him.

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  1. rochellewisoff

    Dear Josh,

    Interesting. I’m not sure what she’s not telling him. It is true that words are the hardest things to erase from our minds. Those old tapes rewind and replay, don’ they?

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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