“So how are you feeling now that the divorce is final?” Claire asked her best friend over coffee at the local Starbucks.
“Oh my God, Claire,” Diana responded. “I feel like a tremendous weight has been lifted off of me. I feel so light that if a strong breeze came along, it would lift me up and I’d fly through the air.”
“That’s great, Diana,” Claire said. “After all you’ve been through, you deserve happiness.”
Diana sighed and her eyes glassed over. “Claire, what’s going to happen to me now?” Diana said. “I’m floating, but where is that breeze going to take me? Where am I going to land? What am I going to do?”
“You’re a strong woman and I’ve no doubt that you’ll land on your feet,” Claire said, trying to reassure her friend.
“I hope you’re right, but I’m so used to being Steve’s wife and it’s been so long since I’ve been on my own,” Diana said. “I’m not used to flying solo.”
“Listen, Diana,” Claire said. “You know what they say about fight or flight? Well, my friend, you won the fight. Now it’s time for you to take flight. It’s time for you to soar.”
Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge. Photo credit: Javier Ideami