Cyan Sadness

Waves pelted the shore, one right after another, washing away some of the sand and leaving behind seashells and sometimes starfish. The clear blue water was only blue when it washed over the land, out in the deep sea, where the waves began, the ocean was a multitude of colors. The deep water was a royal purple which gradually turned to a cyan blue before the setting sun colored the curls of the water to bright pinks and oranges.

Beneath one of the curling waves that were a surfer's dream were two people. One with an umbrella the other sheltered under it with the umbrella holder's arm around their shoulder. They walked slowly across the water's surface, neither one looked to be a in a hurry.

"Why can't she come with us, mom?"

"It isn't her time yet. We will see Deloris again when it's her time, until then we will be waiting, won't we?"

"Yes, mom."

I opened my eyes and pain flooded my senses, but that wasn't what I felt most deeply. It was the loss that I felt, that I was alone, so very alone.