A poetic biography of love and life; About relationships, hopes and dreams. A short story depicting past memories.
People are different in so many ways.
They may have similarities, but none exactly alike.
But then again, it’s the differences that attract them to each other.
In a white sundress, I walked along the white sandy beach of my mother’s hometown.
I stared at the blue sky, which is now slowly turning into hues of yellow, orange, and red.
It was a beautiful afternoon – a time when the sun is getting ready to lay rest.
As the cool ocean breeze touched my hair, and the sun’s last rays kissed me,
I started reminiscing.
Remembering the moments of the days that passed…even years. Both good times and bad.
I recalled a phrase written by a friend
“Be patient through the worse of the worst and InLove through the best of the best”
I began to chuckle.
Ahh, yes. Love – your ticket to life’s roller coaster ride.
Why do you think you go through life’s loops and turns? Is it not love?
Why do you think people feel happiness, pain, anger, doubt, passion, and resentment?
Is it not love?
Is it not love that makes life worthwhile?
Love is a beautiful thing, indeed, I agree. It is beautiful as it is ugly.
There are always two sides of a coin.
This I learned the hard way.
One can love and get hurt.
Love again, and get hurt again.
I wonder how many times one can love,
till one finds true love and happiness that will last a lifetime.
Thoughts of love and life. Interesting.
Friends and being more than friends.
Husband and wife.
Estrangement.
Such thoughts aroused emotions long pent-up inside.
I trembled at the thought. I suddenly brushed it away with a smile on my face
as I looked up into the sky and saw the moon.
The stars twinkled on a cloudless sky and the cool evening breeze enveloped me,
as if they were all there to join me walk through memory lane.
I’ll celebrate my 33rd summer on the 29th of May.
I recall another phrase:
“I wonder about the outcome of a still verdict-less life.”
I smiled.
It doesn’t really matter. I know it will come sooner or later.
But for now, I am happy, for I have my children who adore me.
And I love them. They are my life, my strength.
As for Love, I know it will always be there…waiting for the right time.
Oblivious of the time, I sat on the sand staring at the stars.
Maybe I was hoping to catch a falling star so that I can make a wish.
Suddenly, someone called “Crystal May!”
I looked to the direction where the voice came from.
I saw my mom waiving, signaling me to get inside…it was supper.
I sighed.
Ah, wishes. What is my wish?
Can’t think of any at the moment.
But I know that I wanted to be swept off my feet
by someone who will love me AND my children.
Though the road ahead is uncertain
(this is what a roller coaster ride brings you – you can never get ready for the next loop and turn)
I will remain patient and strong. Still eager to look forward for the days ahead.
As I always say, I’d rather that my life is akin to a roller coaster, than a ferris wheel
because I’d rather live my life with all its loops and turns than watch it pass me by.
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