She had been gone for so long that I wasn't sure if I would ever find her. I would search faces in the street, hoping to catch just one glimpse, get one indication that she was still alive. Even at home I would walk past a room and then go back thinking that the reflection I saw was her. There were so many things around that were a constant reminder of her, clothes, shoes, her favorite "smell goods",even pictures. It was painful not having her here.
Then one day out the clear blue, she walked back in, as if she hadn't been gone at all. "It's okay, I am here now." she said and somehow I knew everything was going to be okay. She did change a little, she was stronger, a little slimmer, her eyes were brighter, her understanding was greater and of course she was more beautiful and her smile......WOW! She assured me that she would never leave again, that no one would ever hurt us again and everything would be just fine. As I stood there, staring at my reflection in the mirror I could feel that everything was just right. The shell I had placed myself in was fading and I WAS BACK and I AM HAPPY.
