The Drawing on the Fridge
Etched permanently in her mind were the memories. Memories of days when life was different. Memories of a time when she and her husband didn’t fight so often. Memories of precious moments that swelled her heart to overflowing with gratitude and love.
But that was before that fateful day in October three years ago. Had three years already come and gone? Misery so easily swallows the days like the darkness envelopes the…