Five years
married to Jay… were the words filtering through Schae’s mind as she stood on her back porch
looking out over the beautiful garden Jay planted and nurtured. Most days
something from that garden graced their table. He also had the boys working
with him and at eight and nine they flourished under their dad’s love and care. Schae felt if she
walked away that day, they would all be fine.
She
had spent the last year, nursing her mom back from stage three breast cancer,
Geraldine was doing well and she also had a silent bout with breast cancer
while taking care of her mom. Hers was caught early and a biopsy and medicines
had taken care of it. The only person she disclosed it to was her husband
because she didn’t want it to affect her mother but after many months of keeping it inside,
she told her mom and had confessed to a room full of friends, including
Cinnamon and Aura Brown. At first she felt free for disclosing it but suddenly
at fifty three she was questioning her life and value beyond what she offered
people.
She
loved Jay, he was a good man but it was quiet love she had never been swept
away by it. She also loved raising the boys and taking care of her mom but
there had to be more. She just didn't know what or where it was.
She
knew it wasn’t where she once
was, when she was the perceived gold-digger who slept with handsome paid men
for money and pleasure. She loved God and church but still there was a yearning
inside for something more.
Jay
watched Schae from inside their home and his heart quickened. He loved her,
more than he ever loved a woman but he felt she was adrift. After her bout with
cancer and telling her friends and family he hoped she would yield closer to
him but that hadn’t
been the case. There was nothing he could complain about, she took great care
of them, they made love regularly and the boys were loved and cared for but
something was amiss.
Feeling
his presence, she turned to him with a soft smile and wave. He stepped onto the
porch, wrapping his arms around her. She could feel his heart racing in his
chest. Leaning into him, she hoped it gave him comfort.
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