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Heart break.

He enters the room as I get ready to leave...

He:  Hey, where are you going?? 

I:     I will be back soon.

 He:  B...but,  aren't you going to take me with you? I mean, how can you do  
        that? You can't leave me! NO WAY!!


I:    Please try to understand. I need to do this alone. I can't be taking you along everywhere I go!

He:    Why not? Oh no! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! You are leaving me...ALONE?!! You can't do that to  
           me! Please! Please don't do that! Aww...come on!

I:     Chikoo, sweetie, I am going to the market to buy some veggies and I will be back in a jiffy! 
        Promise! Now, you stay here, baby. You know you can't walk as much you used to. Your legs 
        aren't as strong, are they? Mama will be gone only a few minutes, okay? See you very soon, 
        sweetie! 

   
His eyes droop like a wilted flower, and my heart breaks into a hundred pieces. But, there are times I can't take my son along everywhere I go. How I wish I could stop time in its tracks and enjoy the rambunctious little brat of mine, as he was when younger! Old age is a curse we all have to go through. But, watching my little one go through it is simply heartbreaking.
Today, I can't believe, that the one who would gallop like a horse from room to room  filled with excitement all the time, limps breathlessly as he tries to move a few steps and flops down on the floor at every single opportunity!
But, that's life. And, I will have to face it like I have learnt from him  - bravely.
The only tiny problem here, is that I am not brave. So, help me God.



The above post has been written for Wordy Wednesday.
This week's prompt: Sentence prompt: I can't believe it.
This week's prompt comes from  B-A-R member, blogger and writer, Vinitha Dileep

Comments

  1. Awww, what a touching and sad post. It is heartbreaking to see them struggle and age, isn't it? So hard to accept. We must love and appreciate our pets as much as we can since they are with us for such a short time.

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    1. Yes, Cat, it is too hard. And, it is all the more difficult because they can't speak about their pain, which leaves us feeling helpless! Really, the short time they are with us, we really ought to cherish every moment.

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  2. I cant bear for that day to come. I have a 5 year old and he was my first baby! When my daughter was born he was her protector but before her, he was mine.

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    1. He must be your darling, isn't it? Yours as well as your little girl's! :-)

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  3. Sigh... I know the feeling. We used to have Ruby who was the first to be born in our house. She was there with us for 13 years... she matured into a wonderful lass in that time. But towards the end, it was heartbreaking at times - she lost her hearing and depended a lot upon us. Still, this is when he needs you the most - it is tough at times but in the end, it is a love story that has given us so much.

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    1. Yes, doc. I agree with you, it sure is a love story that teaches us so much, gives us so much, to last for a life time. I can only pray that my Chikoo doesn't have to suffer in his old age.

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  4. Must be hard for you, Shilpa. Hugs dear!

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    1. Yes, Vinitha, it's way too hard. Thank you, my dear!

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  5. really nice post mam.
    even i have been writing about some sensitive topics.
    chetanbagul.blogspot.com

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    1. Thank you for visiting, Chetan!
      I did visit your blog. You are good at your work. Keep going!

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  6. I don't know how I missed this, Shilpa. It is so beautifully written. Blessed is Chikoo to have you in his life.

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    1. Thank you, Shailaja. But, I think, I am the blessed one, to have Chikoo in my life! :-)

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