Indelible memories
It was one of those misty, hazy, winter days, filled with drizzle that turned into thunderstorms before allowing a rainbow to later briefly appear. It reflected her inexplicable mood.
But that wasn’t why she remembered that day.
It was because of him.
Because regardless of it all, he took her around the city she hadn’t seen. Round the hidden corners, to the fragrant teahouses, the unique little shops, the monumental squares, the tourist attractions, and the unbeknown gems.
He made it special by creating an indelible memory; by imbuing the thrill of discovering something new together. And of feeling loved.
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Difficult days… if we’re lucky we have someone in our lives who make us feel like those days never exist. Nice piece.
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Thank you so much!
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Lovely story.
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Thank you! Glad you liked it!
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A pleasant memory. Love can make the ordinary extraordinary, as you suggest.
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It very well can!
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Great story! Happy Thanksgiving!
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Thank you! To you too!
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A day they’ll never forget I’m sure.
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Indeed!
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It sounds like a wonderful day.
~ornery owl~
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It must have been indeed!
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Mm, so true, the things that really matter. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you for reading!
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I love how this captures the emotions of the memory.
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So glad you enjoyed!
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