Hope

Aleksandra

Another argument with her mum.

The never-ending dispute between mother and daughter. Sometimes I wonder what they might have done in their past life to deserve one another in this one. But then other times, I feel like she was truly blessed to have such a caring mother like her.

I sigh shaking my head as I watch her jump into the ocean out of frustration, to cool that hot head of hers. She disappears into the blueness until eventually she breaks the surface of the ocean, gasping for air. Why even bother torturing yourself like that?

I have watched her these past weeks as she tries to hide everything and laugh. But what she doesn't know is that I see her when she sits by herself too, silencing the world from her own. She would then seldom talk for the rest of the day and just pretend that she's indulging in the heat of the sun.

And I let her be.

For I want her to have freedom to her own thoughts.

I sigh another time as she sinks back into the ocean once again and walk away from there. The peace we claimed for her to have, got stolen just like that. So, we too hold our silence and do nothing for rest of the days under the hot sun as we wait for the show of life to once again welcome us home.

Let's just hope that there's some light at the end of this tunnel. Even if it's dim. As long as there's a flicker of it.

As long as there's hope ...