She had been in love a few times and married a few times . She saw love as a reason for living. Her confidence would shine through any room , her laughter so joyful it would seem she had no problem in the world . She would definitely fit the description of "Siren" in Robert Greene's book " The art of seduction" . She was in her late fourties, her spontanity,risk taking and a love adventures made it hard for her friends, family and colleagues to ignore her existence . One thing she knew for sure was that love would find her each time it things went wrong , deep down she always believed she would be happy again . Love could inspire her , maybe revive her but it would never make or break her.
One evening while doing her chors ,she hears her husband calling her to watch the news with him. she continues walking towards her room reassuring him she will be back . She noticed her daughter was lying on her bed . She peacefully sat next to her started telling her about her day. In the midst of her explanation she lights her cigarette , takes a puff , and lets the cigarrette burn next to her in her ash-tray . She looks over to her right where her daughter is facing the wall .'Sarah, Sarah , have you fallen asleep?" She asks . All she could hear was sarah breathing in heavily with something that sounded like a cold.Sarah was drowning in tears. Her mother continued smoking her cigarette looked over and asked her If she was crying because of a guy. Sarah tries talking but her mom's unable to understand her. after several attempts she mumbles " Mom i'm hurt , i trusted him and he broke my heart " . Miriam puts her hand over her daughters shoulder to comfort her , Only to feel every muscle contract as her daughter sobbed through her pain
"Never cry for a man darling. Never" , She tells Sarah . " I have seen a few things in this life and when it comes to men ; whenever you feel he's acting differently or see any indications that he's not interested ; get up and leave. No questions asked , no explanations .Crying would only make you feel worse . If he's into you trust me he will follow you , if he does'nt then you surely don't want to be with him. A man who loves you will show you through his actions " She explains .
Come on Sarah , call your friends , go for a movie don't sit here sobbing over him . "Trust me its his loss!" Miriam gets up and leaves to the balcony where she stands alone having her third cigarette. By this time Sarah is grasping for oxygen in the room because of the amount of smoke her mom left behind. She gets up , makes her way to the toilet where she's hoping the pain in her chest will go away. She washes her face and could hear her mom talking on the phone to her friend , Her laughter was gettin louder and louder . Sarah wished she could be like her mom , Take everything so easily and laugh the biggest problems off. She felt she had alot to learn and a long way to go till she masters men.
Miriam felt her cigarette was there for her no matter what she was going through . despite her husbands attempts to convince her to quit smoking , she resisted. Sarah was thinking about her life with her mom , she realised that her mother never gave anyone the best of her . She made sure she spent limited time with everyone but always had her time alone with herself. As sad as it was it struck her , her mother's only true love was her cigarette .
One evening while doing her chors ,she hears her husband calling her to watch the news with him. she continues walking towards her room reassuring him she will be back . She noticed her daughter was lying on her bed . She peacefully sat next to her started telling her about her day. In the midst of her explanation she lights her cigarette , takes a puff , and lets the cigarrette burn next to her in her ash-tray . She looks over to her right where her daughter is facing the wall .'Sarah, Sarah , have you fallen asleep?" She asks . All she could hear was sarah breathing in heavily with something that sounded like a cold.Sarah was drowning in tears. Her mother continued smoking her cigarette looked over and asked her If she was crying because of a guy. Sarah tries talking but her mom's unable to understand her. after several attempts she mumbles " Mom i'm hurt , i trusted him and he broke my heart " . Miriam puts her hand over her daughters shoulder to comfort her , Only to feel every muscle contract as her daughter sobbed through her pain
"Never cry for a man darling. Never" , She tells Sarah . " I have seen a few things in this life and when it comes to men ; whenever you feel he's acting differently or see any indications that he's not interested ; get up and leave. No questions asked , no explanations .Crying would only make you feel worse . If he's into you trust me he will follow you , if he does'nt then you surely don't want to be with him. A man who loves you will show you through his actions " She explains .
Come on Sarah , call your friends , go for a movie don't sit here sobbing over him . "Trust me its his loss!" Miriam gets up and leaves to the balcony where she stands alone having her third cigarette. By this time Sarah is grasping for oxygen in the room because of the amount of smoke her mom left behind. She gets up , makes her way to the toilet where she's hoping the pain in her chest will go away. She washes her face and could hear her mom talking on the phone to her friend , Her laughter was gettin louder and louder . Sarah wished she could be like her mom , Take everything so easily and laugh the biggest problems off. She felt she had alot to learn and a long way to go till she masters men.
Miriam felt her cigarette was there for her no matter what she was going through . despite her husbands attempts to convince her to quit smoking , she resisted. Sarah was thinking about her life with her mom , she realised that her mother never gave anyone the best of her . She made sure she spent limited time with everyone but always had her time alone with herself. As sad as it was it struck her , her mother's only true love was her cigarette .
Interesting story.. I really like it!
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