on love, you know that we will support you and Simon, whatever you want to do.” Replies dad.
“I am confused how to tell Simon that his father came from a far place, a place where I was wonderfully happy and fulfilled. That he has grandparents and aunts he knows nothing about.”
“I honestly don’t know how to tell him because I also feel guilty about him not knowing the culture his father was born into.”
I think I should get Mark to help me tell him because he knew Taj and he liked him a lot.”
“Why don’t you explain to us the feeling you had for Taj and then you may find a way to explain it to Simon?” My mother says with a gentle smile on her lovely face.
“You know how you found me when you came to fetch me home.” I reply. “I have been afraid to think about my lost love, because I have to be strong for Simon.”
“Well, I think that you should work through those feelings before you can move on, either to tell Simon about his father, or to think about having a relationship with David.” My father says.
“But how?” I whisper, as my throat is so full of emotion that I can hardly speak.
“Let it out love”. My father moves towards me on the settee and I feel his arms around me. My mother moves to my other side, as I collapse into heartbreaking sobs. I feel their love and caring as I cry and cry and when at last I recover myself the relief of the unburdening, leaves me exhausted but calmer.
I begin to tell them how I met Taj and how we both felt the same almost from our first meeting. I tell them how his parents accepted me and how his sister, Sahida, was a real friend to me, at school, how I loved the children and how I respected the villagers with their hard lives. I tell them about the time Mark came to visit and how the people welcomed him and his friends. How Mark met my friends in Nepal and the good time we had, when Mark and his friends were with us there. The terrible day and the devastation of the plane crash, the funeral pyre, fainting at the river and Taj’s mother carrying me to the car. “I don’t know what I would have done if you two hadn’t come to bring me home.”
I am recovering from the terrible pain of even talking about that time, but I know that I have to let it go, if Simon and I are to have a chance of a different life. I have a great respect and love for David but I want it to be more than that. David would make a great father for Simon, but he deserves to be the only one for me.
“Your mother thinks David is a lovely man and that Simon adores him.” My father says after a pause.
’Dad you’ll have to meet him soon.” I promise.
We’ll have a barbecue in the garden on Sunday if the weather is fine and we’ll invite David and his father, if you agree?”
“Great, that will be lovely and thanks you two for sorting me out. I’m sure that Simon will love that and will Mark be home, and will my sister’s family be able to come?”
“We’ll arrange that if we can. I don’t know where Mark is at the moment but if he is home, he’ll be there.” My father says.
“We can introduce David and his father to all our family in one go.” Smiles my mother.
Chapter 21
I awake late the following morning and thankfully so does Simon. I shower and then bath my lovely son before taking our breakfast out into the garden. The sun is warm and the breeze is light and all feels well with my day.
The telephone rings, it’s my mother.
“I’ve rung around and Mark is home and they will all come to the barbecue on Sunday. If the weather is bad we will have a meal in the house. I will be able to show off my best china in that case.” My mother informs me.
“I will ring David and invite him and Charlie, oh and thanks again mum for yesterday, I feel so much better this
“I am confused how to tell Simon that his father came from a far place, a place where I was wonderfully happy and fulfilled. That he has grandparents and aunts he knows nothing about.”
“I honestly don’t know how to tell him because I also feel guilty about him not knowing the culture his father was born into.”
I think I should get Mark to help me tell him because he knew Taj and he liked him a lot.”
“Why don’t you explain to us the feeling you had for Taj and then you may find a way to explain it to Simon?” My mother says with a gentle smile on her lovely face.
“You know how you found me when you came to fetch me home.” I reply. “I have been afraid to think about my lost love, because I have to be strong for Simon.”
“Well, I think that you should work through those feelings before you can move on, either to tell Simon about his father, or to think about having a relationship with David.” My father says.
“But how?” I whisper, as my throat is so full of emotion that I can hardly speak.
“Let it out love”. My father moves towards me on the settee and I feel his arms around me. My mother moves to my other side, as I collapse into heartbreaking sobs. I feel their love and caring as I cry and cry and when at last I recover myself the relief of the unburdening, leaves me exhausted but calmer.
I begin to tell them how I met Taj and how we both felt the same almost from our first meeting. I tell them how his parents accepted me and how his sister, Sahida, was a real friend to me, at school, how I loved the children and how I respected the villagers with their hard lives. I tell them about the time Mark came to visit and how the people welcomed him and his friends. How Mark met my friends in Nepal and the good time we had, when Mark and his friends were with us there. The terrible day and the devastation of the plane crash, the funeral pyre, fainting at the river and Taj’s mother carrying me to the car. “I don’t know what I would have done if you two hadn’t come to bring me home.”
I am recovering from the terrible pain of even talking about that time, but I know that I have to let it go, if Simon and I are to have a chance of a different life. I have a great respect and love for David but I want it to be more than that. David would make a great father for Simon, but he deserves to be the only one for me.
“Your mother thinks David is a lovely man and that Simon adores him.” My father says after a pause.
’Dad you’ll have to meet him soon.” I promise.
We’ll have a barbecue in the garden on Sunday if the weather is fine and we’ll invite David and his father, if you agree?”
“Great, that will be lovely and thanks you two for sorting me out. I’m sure that Simon will love that and will Mark be home, and will my sister’s family be able to come?”
“We’ll arrange that if we can. I don’t know where Mark is at the moment but if he is home, he’ll be there.” My father says.
“We can introduce David and his father to all our family in one go.” Smiles my mother.
Chapter 21
I awake late the following morning and thankfully so does Simon. I shower and then bath my lovely son before taking our breakfast out into the garden. The sun is warm and the breeze is light and all feels well with my day.
The telephone rings, it’s my mother.
“I’ve rung around and Mark is home and they will all come to the barbecue on Sunday. If the weather is bad we will have a meal in the house. I will be able to show off my best china in that case.” My mother informs me.
“I will ring David and invite him and Charlie, oh and thanks again mum for yesterday, I feel so much better this
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