Elizabeth had read the letter at least four times, but the words remained the same. John, the man she had grown to love, was leaving. He wrote in fancy words that she wasn’t the problem. It was all him. He needed to see the world and have more experiences. Things that apparently did not include her.
Elizabeth thought John was the one. He was handsome, intelligent and rich. Even her uptight family was impressed with him. She had no idea what changed.
With tears in her eyes, Elizaeth looked around the garden. Suddenly the words her grandmother once spoke came to mind.
“The future gathers in vine, bush, and tree: Persimmon, walnut, loquat, fig, and grape.”
As the sun began to set, Elizabeth brushed away her tears and exited the garden. Just like John, she had places to go and things to experience too.
- Decided to try something different today with dVerse Prosery: Yvor's Time and the Garden
A shift in perspective can mean the world. I'm glad she was able to shift hers in a way where she could not only continue but thrive. Good story, Arcadia.
ReplyDeleteThanks JadeLi.
DeleteVery nice! Good for her!
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading Dwight.
DeleteGoodbyes are never easy, Maria. I’m glad that Elizabeth was able to brush away her tears and get on with her life.
ReplyDeleteVery true. Thanks for reading Kim.
DeleteA nice twist to a "Dear John" letter... he sounds a bit confused actually
ReplyDeleteHe could very well be. Thanks for reading Bjorn.
DeleteThis is so poignant ~ sometimes we have to go through pain in order to appreciate the joy that arrives later ❤️❤️
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading Sanaa.
DeleteGood for Elizabeth! Your words drew me into the story. Nice use of the prompt!
ReplyDeleteThank you Nolcha.
DeleteThe age-old breakup song.
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