Saturday, 16 April 2011
Just out of reach of my empty arms...
The last time I saw her was in the morning of March 10, just before setting off to work.
It happened so suddenly, without warning and totally unexpected. I failed to say goodbye properly and have lived to regret it ever since.
Day after day, night after night, I have longed for her presence and warm touch. I have missed her dazzling beauty, her humour and never ending source of amusement. I miss her sweet voice singing my favourite songs and her constant updates on how friends and relatives are doing. It has been terribly lonely.
I consider myself to be an independent person and more than capable of carrying out all household duties. My mum taught me to cook, iron and even stitch clothes at a very early age. I remember once as a teenager asking mum to iron a shirt I wanted to wear to a party that evening and she calmly reminded me where the iron and board were. Loading a wash into the machine or spring cleaning does not phase me in the slightest but, I can't cope with loneliness.
Enough of the sob story; you can imagine how happy euphoric and ecstatic I felt this morning when, with arms open wide, I was handed a replacement - a Toshiba laptop.