"Steemit Challenge s28wk2 : Remembering Through Healing

Tina sat on the edge of her mother’s old arm chair staring at the empty leving room.The quiet was deeper tonight as iff the house itself was holding its breth.She could still hear her mother’s voice in her mind soft and warm reading bedtime stores laghing at jokes only she semed to find funny.The house had changed in her absence yet it felt like time had folded itself leaving memories trapped in every corner.

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Her phone buzzed.A message from her younger brother Sam said “Tina can you come to the kitchen You need to see this” Curious she followed him and found him holding an envelope yellowed with age.“I found this tucked behind Mom’s recipe books” he said his voice almost a whisper.Tina’s heart thamped.The envelop was in her mother’s handwriting.

With trembling hands she opened it.Inside was a letter

“My dear Tina
If you are reading this i am no longer with you.I want you to know that every argoment every tear every frustration betwen us it was love. You may not understand it now but one day you will. Remember the house is full of stories listen to them Follow the whispers and you may find me”

Tina’s breath caught.Follow the whispers She looked around the dim light casting strange shadows. Her eyes landed on the old piano in the corner a piece she hadn’t touched since childhood.The lid was closed dusty silent.Yet something puled her toward it a strange sens of urgency she could not name.

She sat down and lifted the lid. Her fingers brushed the keys and a note sounded soft familiar chord. She pressed another key and another until a melody rose one she had not heard in years.It was the tune her mother used to hum while coking the one that made her laugh and dance in the kitchen.Tears streamed down Tina’s face as the memories floded her.

Suddenly she noticd something tucked insid the piano bench a small box.Inside was a delicate necklac a locket engraved with her mother’s initials. Alongside it a folded note

“For the moments you feel lost remember me here Open the locket when you need to hear my voice”

Her hands shook as she opened the locket.Inside was a tiny photograph of her mother smiling radiant. And behind the photo a tiny recording chip.She pressed the play button and her mother’s voice filed the room

Tina my love I am always with you Evan when you think i am gone I am here in every heartbeat every tear every laugh Live boldly my daughter Remember our love and it wil guide you through everything

Tina sat there the necklace heavy around her neck tears streaming freely.She laughed through her sobs feeling a strange mix of grief and comfort.Her mother’s presence was not in the past it was alive in the stories the objects the memories and now in this voice that could reach across time.

That night she wrote in her journal words flowing without pause “I hear you Mom I feel you I will try I will live I will carry you with me”

As she placed the journel on the bedside table she noticed the wind brushing against the window.A soft knock echoed from the hallway.Her heart skiped.She opened the door and there in the faint moonlight was a figure just out of reach of the shadows.Not fully visible yet unmistakably familiar.

Tina’s breath caught.Was it her imagination A trick of grief Or her mother returning in some form to remind her that love never truly leaves

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She stepped forward unsure if she would reach the figure unsure if it mattered.All that mattered was the truth she now held Love remained.It shaped the house shaped her family and shaped Tina herself And maybe just maybe it could even bend the rules of life and time to met her again if only for a moment

The night stretched long full of whispers and shadws of memories and posibilities leaving Tina on the edge of something extraordinry something that felt like both an ending and a beginning

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