The Beginning. It seems as though those words are almost as hard to say as "The end". I stand up from my kneeling position at the gravestone. This is the beginning. The beginning of a new chapter in my life.
I get into my car and turn the ignition. It grumbles and putters as it usually does. I really need to get something better than this old tin can.
Really though? Is that what I need right now? A new car? Work has been increasingly stressful over the past few weeks, and now with my father's passing there's nobody left. My Mother died when I was 18, when I left her alone with him. My Father and my Mother... alone. Without me. I still wonder if I had made the right decision. It bugs me to no end, following me and haunting my every thought.
Now, I need to forget about the past. Beginning. Remember that...
This is the beginning.
Life can now begin.