Bluebell Woods
By prettyrose
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Happy anniversary my handsome Dai, I know you always preferred to be called David,since you Were bullied when your mother shouted ' have a good day Dai' after moving from Wales to London,from then on children would call you Dai-Anne, until they knew Dai,is short for David,in Wales,my poor darling.I can't believe it's been 39 years since you proposed,I know Some of our Friends don't celebrate when they first met,kissed and proposed, we have always remembered the Warm up acts and not just the main events,and what a day it was.The red kite flying right over our Heads,the mixed flowers such as wild garlic and orchids,and the Sun blazing hot,the beautiful Flowering carpet of Hyacinthoides non-scripta.bursting back to life.
I was in my very own 'Alice in wonderland' although It wasn't a story,but if it were, what a backdrop to Have the magnificent welsh valley, it could of been Paris how romantic you made it, with a picnic And a single white rose, you knew that's what my late mother had liked, and that I always put one On her headstone every year on her birthday, that was a poignant moment for me,but a sad memory Was made beautiful by what you did and brought a smile to my sad, thoughtful face and when you Lay your Nan's Favorite red woolen blanket on the ground, and then told me she didn't know you Had borrowed it out of Her Blue Alfa Romeo car and we held hands while we were surrounded by the Breathing taking array of organic life,while lying there just gazing up at the calm,clear sky,took my Heartache away and let the love shine through.
But the moment that made me feel so happy and lucky, came when you said 'Sian will you be My Wife', even the slip up when you said knife instead, couldn't take away how happy I felt, but you looked mortified for a few Seconds, until you realized I didn't care and then we both laughed uncontrollably for ages, until I Said yes, that moment was my kind of heaven in a second for me,and from then on I knew I had Been blessed and never took anything for granted, and did my best to enjoy What we had,And you Made me so happy my darling.
Sian, Sian, sorry David she has left us, 'no please try again madam Olga, I need to ask her Something.' I am sorry, I cannot control when the spirit's come through the gateway and talk to me it Can be minutes it can be longer, 'please Just one more try'.' ok but am sorry I need to rest soon, That Was very intense I Have never had a spirit that said so much in a short time.' 'Sian please come Back, David his still here and wants to ask you a question before you leave us.''It's ok, I don't blame you for our car crash, it wasn't your fault. Only the drunk driver that made us go over the bridge I hold responsible, my dear husband and don't worry I'm not in pain, just miss my soul mate and things we did together like our yearly return to our bluebell spot.now stop blaming yourself, you were hurt yourself and my seatbelt got stuck.you weren't to know the car was leaking pertrol and only minutes before it was going to blow up in flames.its been a year my love, and it's time to make another bluebell day, with another, and be happy again like We were so very lucky to be.
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Such a lovely photo and a
Such a lovely photo and a story with a great twist. I find your kindness shines from your writing, Trish. This is a lovely heartwarming story and as you say you are in the middle of editing it, I look forward to reading the finished piece.
Keep writing,
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