“You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment.”
Henry David Thoreau
They didn’t hear the warnings so they never knew what hit them.
They had been together for nearly four years and living by the sea was something they had to do.
Their sanity depended on it.
They both found it hard to hold down a job and consequently their existence was tenuous.
They didn’t care; they had each other. When things got bad and the voices were loud they would look out for each other until it passed; and it always passed, even though, at times it seemed like it might not.
They were lying in each other’s arms when the wave hit; washed away, never to be found.
Apart from a few friends there was no one to mourn their passing. They were just two more names on a frighteningly long list.
I don’t know. I forget where my head was at when I wrote it……… and you don’t want me to go back in there….. trust me…… especially not today, not without a whip and a chair.
Terry
Gives a face to victims of disaster, personal and otherwise. This brings to mind the 2011 Japanese quake and tsunami. Victims always have stories before they become stories.
araneus1 
Still a tad shy of the cheerful ending.
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I’ll keep trying……….. don’t give up on me. I know I have it in me.
Terry
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Sadly such tales are true in this part of the world. We’ve had houses washed into the sea and evey kind of water based tragedy in the recent floods
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Nature does it’s thing.
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This is also metaphor, no?
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I don’t know. I forget where my head was at when I wrote it……… and you don’t want me to go back in there….. trust me…… especially not today, not without a whip and a chair.
Terry
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Stab in my heart!
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Thank you…….. it had a similar effect on me. I wrote it a while ago and came across it a couple of days ago……… it fits my mood.
Terry
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Gives a face to victims of disaster, personal and otherwise. This brings to mind the 2011 Japanese quake and tsunami. Victims always have stories before they become stories.
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‘Victims have stories before they become stories.’ I knew you would understand.
Terry
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Fantastic
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High praise indeed. Thank you.
Terry
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You are welcome
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Goosebumps all over. Beautiful, compelling and poignant. Classic Terry. : ))
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Thank you. You make my job a lot more interesting.
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LOL – you make idle moments more interesting! Your world is filled with intrigue Terry – thank you for sharing. : )))
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