1 The memories are still alive

Wednesday, 7:12 pm...

It was the first snow of that year. The change of weather had brought a shiver to my day. The usual lonely passage was now having people passing through it. Couples holding hands, kids laughing and running around, elderlies seeking the calmness of it like every year... The usual lonely passage was thanking the snow for bringing her some visitors. As I was walking through the road, my eyes landed on him. Winter mittens, ear muffs and a warm smile that took all the coldness away. As I was taking all this in, he walked closer to me waving his hands in the air like a child. "Hi Daniel!" uttered my mouth...

To all my readers, I hope all of you are enjoying this year's first snow. As I was staring through my window today, I realized that the memories are still alive and feel like they were yesterday's events. It's not that I have started to forget him, it's that I never thought these memories were still with me after all this while...

With love... IRENE

And post.

The first snow was something that I loved to see every year. But after getting separated from Daniel, it always brought me a feeling of sadness and regret in my heart. After posting the blog I closed my laptop and went back to the window with my warm cup of hot chocolate. Though my heart was aching, seeing the smiling faces of others did ease it a little bit.

For that little while, I forgot about everything. About life, about work, about hardships, about friends, about family, about me and Daniel. I felt as if the world had come to a halt or that time had finally stopped. A few moments passed by remaining that way and then everything went back to how it was all the time.

I took the last sip of my chocolate and headed straight to the computer to finish my work that was pending. A few hours later, the lights in my room were turned off. I closed my eyes and waited for tomorrow.