A Place of Healing
Zara looked at the house as she drove down the long gravel driveway. It did not look like much, but she had escaped and hoped she had found a place to continue healing. The pictures of the house online looked welcoming, even though the house was run down. The photos of the surrounding woods and mountains are what really drew her to this place. The river that ran by the house was peaceful and the bright yellow, orange and red marigolds planted around the house gave it a calming character. For some strange reason she was drawn to this place. Zara used to believe in her intuition and gut feelings, but unfortunately during her marriage, she had stopped listening to those sensitivities. Now that she was free, the trust in her instincts had come back slowly as she was learning to trust herself again.