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CONFESSIONS

The shock!
The feeling of utmost dismay- how did I
find myself here? I’ve been married for just a few weeks and here I am, in the
house of another man.
But why does it feel so good? It feels warm, it feels right. The scent of the
room, the colors of the walls; all the little things that had formed my life are
still so present and so fresh. Ah, all these wonderful memories- who could
forget? How can I forget?
“But I shouldn’t be here!”, I think to
myself.
How do I tell my husband? How do we work through
this situation and work on our marriage? So many questions and emotions are
going through my mind.
I dress as quickly as I can and dash down
the stairs, where I’m met with stares.
My parents are having breakfast with my
husband. I’m rooted to the spot. What do I say? What can I say? Before I
can collect my thoughts enough to formulate a sentence, I’m met with a wave of
greetings.
“Good morning honey!”
“Good morning babe!”
“Good morning everyone”, I say, not
knowing whom to respond to first.
“It’s okay, sit down. When you walked in
and went straight upstairs to your room, we let you have a minute hoping that
you’d eventually join us for dinner. Mom came upstairs and found you sound
asleep, so she just tucked you in and switched off the lights. When she came
back downstairs, we called Frank to tell him you were safe with us.”
Bewildered, I look over at my husband
with a feeling of utter embarrassment.
“I’m so sorry babe”, I say. “I just left
the office and found myself driving here, to my old home, my old room.”
He draws closer to me and takes me into
his arms, embracing me like he did countless times before, and with his ever
reassuring soft voice whispers in my ear,
“I know come here when things get hard
for you. You grew up here, and this will always be your home. Now let’s go and
make a home for the both us.”