«That’s because you’re very kind, Mom,» Sophie said seriously. «You always see the good in people.» «Is that bad?» «No,» the girl smiled.
«It’s wonderful. Just sometimes you need to be a bit more careful. You know,» Mary took her daughter’s hand, «I think we’re a great team…
You see what I don’t, and I can protect you from anything in the world.» «The best team,» Sophie agreed, yawning widely. «Mom, tell again how you and Dad met.»
And Mary began telling the story Sophie had heard dozens of times but always asked to repeat. The story of the teachers’ college retreat, guitar by the campfire, the clumsy tall guy who couldn’t take his eyes off her, the first kiss under the starry sky. And then Dad said.
«I’ll love you all my life,» Sophie whispered, closing her eyes. Yes, Mary smiled, remembering. And he didn’t lie.
He loved us all his life. And still does, Sophie murmured sleepily. I know.
He watches us from above and smiles. Of course he does, Mary kissed her daughter on the forehead. Sleep, my good girl.
Tomorrow is a new day. When Sophie’s breathing became even and deep, Mary quietly left the room, leaving the door ajar. As she always did since her daughter was a baby.
Went to the kitchen, brewed tea, and settled with a cup by the window. Outside, soft spring snow was falling. The last this season, tomorrow it would melt under April sun rays…
But today it covered the city with a white blanket, as if giving a chance to start anew, from a clean slate. Mary thought about how amazingly life is arranged. With its turns and crossroads, lessons and trials.
About how close she came to the abyss edge, and how miraculously she was saved. Not by some external hero, but by her own child, their daughter with Alex, flesh of their flesh. Maternal love.
The strongest feeling in the world, Mary thought. But children’s love, children’s devotion. No less powerful.
This invisible bridge between two hearts that neither time, nor distance, nor even death can destroy. She didn’t know if she’d ever meet a man to share her life with. Maybe yes.
Maybe no. But now she knew for sure. She and Sophie would manage, whatever happens…
Because together they are. A real family, strong and unbreakable. And the rest will come.
Mary finished her tea, washed the cup, and went to her bedroom. Before sleep, she, as always, checked on her daughter. Sophie slept, arms spread wide, with a light smile on her lips.
Above her bed hung a drawing she recently made in art class, three figures holding hands. A woman, a girl, and a man with a halo over his head, floating above the ground. That’s us with you, Mom, Sophie explained then.
And that’s Dad, who’s always with us, even if we can’t see him. Mary adjusted the blanket, leaned down, and quietly kissed her daughter on the head. Thank you for saving me, she whispered.
I’ll always be with you too, no matter what. I promise. And with this thought, she returned to her room, lay in bed, and for the first time in a long while fell asleep without fear, with a sense of peace and confidence in tomorrow.
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