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The End
Füsun Atalay
Copyright 2009 by Füsun Atalay
Ha! It happens!
One thinks it would not, it could not- after all that has happened. So many bridges broken along the way - left beyond repair. Yet it happens, so unexpectedly, just as your eyes inadvertently pass over the date on the sidebar of the monitor. You continue with whatever it was that had engaged you, but your mind does not let go. Even in a delayed second it ensures that the anniversary, whose numbers are showing up on your desktop, stirs up its indelible significance and brings back fossilized memories.
They are not just names written in sand which the tide washes away, leaving pebbles and broken shells in their place. Those memories are life pieces, lived and worn; tasted and borne together when souls were open and sharing.
So when the date, noted by the corner of the eye, resurrects for a second that once wholesome memory - emotion, that shameless human condition, succumbs to cool, sophisticated reason.
Today, I mourn the loss of two people I loved dearly. May one rest in peace, and the other - live in one.
Copyright © 2009 by Füsun Atalay
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Füsun Atalay
Freelance Writer
Füsun Atalay
Freelance Writer
Professional Writers Association of Canada
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