(I love this photograph and am so grateful to Rochelle for using it as the re-run this week and I have posted my original story. At present my ship is a bit wobbly, due in part to OH not being well, but we will be back on course very soon).
Weathering Our Storm
Will you come with me, to Venice?’
An invitation to the place where we began would once have sent my heart soaring. Dare I allow it to do so again?
‘I’ll think about it, if that’s alright?’
Oh, the care we take with one another. I couldn’t ride out the maelstrom of his affair. I had to scream it out, to hit back verbally against the waves of pain and sadness that engulfed and threatened to overpower me.
But somehow the storm abated, he chose to stay. How ambitious we are, how determined to keep our precious ship afloat.