My neighbors, no. 2

She moved slowly and painfully beyond her time with him, and each moment was bittersweet. 

For the first time in several years, she completed the day’s crossword puzzle.  Alone.  When she wrote in the final answer, a few salty tears kissed her chin and splashed on to the puzzle boxes. She smeared her sadness across the thin newsprint with inky fingertips.

She would continue to persevere. She knew that difficulty and pain were not reasons to give up and stop living, even in these small ways.  She still had much to offer the world, even though she believed that she had failed him – and that the world had failed her.

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