The rain pounded on the attic window with a constant rhythm that synced with Rosy's racing heart. She held her old teddy bear, whose fur was worn out from years of love and care. Outside, the storm raged on, mirroring the one inside her. Today was the day they were leaving the little pink house, the only home she had ever known.
Rosy looked downward, drawn by the gentle brightness of the kitchen. Her mother sat there, in the warm yellow light. Her back was bent over a cardboard box, and each item she packed contained a silent memory. Each crinkle of paper represented a sigh. Rosy observed her mother's concern, the melancholy that drifted over her like the humid air.
Suddenly, a memory came back: Rosy, five years old, lost in the grocery store with tears streaming down the store's floor. Her mother's hand, warm and firm, stretched for her. The familiar whisper, "I am here, my love." At that moment, terror had vanished, replaced by the strong tie of her mother's love.
Rosy took a deep breath and crept down the steps. The floorboards creaked, with an indication of her arrival. Her mother looked up, amazed, and a cordial smile formed across her lips. As if a ray of sunshine had pierced through the stormy clouds.
Rosy lay on her mother's lap, surrounded by the familiar aroma of lavender and anxiety. "Do not be sad, Mama," she said quietly and kindly. "We are going to be fine. Do you remember what you said? Adventures are better with two."
Her mother's smile flashed, then turned into laughter, the sound of bells ringing in the breeze. She grabbed Rosy tightly. "You are right, my daring little adventurer. We will be okay together."
As the storm outside calmed, a new type of light filled the little pink house. Not the warm glow of the kitchen lamp, but a soft spark of optimism lit in two hearts who were ready to face the unknown, together.
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Comments (3)
❣️❣️What a sweet story, I loved it!
I love your little pink house story! It's full of love and warmth. 🌹
Wonderful to see you back