Prompt: "Playing House" Title: "Holding On"

[lyricalechoes]

It is fun for awhile. Everything is new.

I hang my wedding dress in the empty closet and unwrap gifts.  My dishes match the potholders and the clock.  Everything is picture perfect and new.  He greets me with a kiss each night.


Twelve years later, I sit.  To my left, there are 3 small faces smiling at me from a frame, 3 faces gazing with such trust.  To my right are letters: letters from the morgage company, letters from the IRS, letters from the credit cards companies, the power bill, doctor bills, hospital bills.  I hear him snoring on our matress on the floor.

Now, I need to know.  Were we just playing house or did we build a home? 

For a home is something I can never walk away from.  It is not just fun and games.  More than fun, it goes deeper, connecting all five of our hearts.  This is no time to play, only time to work and work again.

We may not keep our house but, with hard work, we can keep our family.  Our family is our true home.

Comments

[adoptedwriter.livejournal.com]

Yay for family! AW

[similiesslip.livejournal.com]

Thanks for reading and commenting!:)

[onda-bianca.livejournal.com]

I really liked your third paragraph. And sweet ending...

[similiesslip.livejournal.com]

I hope it will truly be a sweet ending, LOL.

Thanks for commenting. I know this was really short.

[beeker121.livejournal.com]

I wish you the best, and agree wholeheartedly with your conclusion.

[mstrobel.livejournal.com]

Very true :)

[joeymichaels.livejournal.com]

Agreed - family makes the home more than the building.