4/22/22 The Rocky Shore

 The Rocky Shore

*Trigger Warning: Losing a baby*

Walking out to a rocky shore, the woman was filled with an overwhelming sadness. Somewhere amongst the sandy rocks, buried in the ground lay her child. It had been so long she could no longer remember the exact place of burial, but she knew her son was out there somewhere.

Every time she went to visit, she would stand on the flat sandy beach, before the large rocks. Since the day he was buried, she could never bring herself to walk over the rocks again. So she stood, silently looking out at the rocks, listening to the sounds of the ocean.

She no longer cried for her son, tears weren’t enough to express her sadness. With the cold air beating against her dry eyes, she remembered the few moments she had with her son. Holding her tiny baby in her arms, listening to his short breaths as he tried so hard to breathe. He was only alive for a moment but that one singular moment was so precious to the woman. Every time she came to the rocks, it was like she was in the hospital room, clinging on to the memory of her son. 

Before the woman would leave she always thanked the ocean, as it was now the caretaker of her son's body. She would then look to the heavens and smile, knowing his soul was protected by one even greater. As she turns to walk away, a tear finally escapes her eye, containing so much emotion of joy and sadness.


The End

4/22/22

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