I’m in the waiting room of the funeral home.
Soon, I’ll meet the person who will be responsible for the burial of my beloved.
Tears roll down from my eyes.
I need to accept that the love of my life ceased to exist.
This post was written in response to the Weekly Writing Prompt #18 hosted by The Secret Keeper.
This week’s words are:
WAIT | MEET | TEAR | ACCEPT | CEASE
But this first attempt ended up being so sad that I decided to try again for a happier tone.
Below is the second attempt.
Oh my gosh, this wait is tearing me apart!
I’m so excited to meet them.
Can you believe it?
My application was accepted to come and dine with The Cease Fire rock band!