Shattered trust

I’ve always had this fear that something would happen to my children. I have often thought about how devastating it would be if one of them were killed. Same with my parents/other relatives/friends.

But I always knew that Mike would be there by my side. It never occured to me that we would not grow old together. I just knew we would. It was a given, a fact of life.

Innocent, blind, pure trust.

That was one thing he gave me. Pure confidence that he would never leave. Mike was above all, loyal, loving, solid, unyielding, sometimes maddening. But always there for me.

And I trusted.

Didn’t even have to think about it.

Ironic, isn’t it?

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