Barbecues were hardest.
“When are you two going to start a family?” they always asked.
“When the time is right,” she would reply, smiling.
“Don’t wait forever or it’ll be too late.”
She would nod politely, before returning home to an empty nursery and calendars red with a thousand crosses.
Miya Yamanouchi is a journalist in South Eastern Europe. Her poetry has been published in Poets and War and her fiction writing in Friday Flash Fiction.
An all too common situation well written about. Kudos.
One can feel the despair and longing as the red marker strikes the heart,beautiful,sensitive writing
A sad reality for so many people and so true that you just never know what people are going through behind closed doors or smiles….