As she sits she admires the view of the autumn leaves with their unique colors. She enjoys the peacefulness of her back porch on a chilly brisk morning. Her memory travels back to the way things were in the beginning. She finds herself missing his caresses, his gentle touch and the sound of his voice and the way it soothed her to a great calm.
On many occasions, Charisima has voiced her feelings, but her concerns are not being heard. He is oblivious! Does he think that things will continue as they have been? The relationship is traveling in the direction of a downward spiral of despair.
Their children are grown now with their own lives to live. Her hope, her love for him is unwavering.