Tomorrow would mark the sixtieth anniversary of the day my family crossed the border to enter into paradise. Leaving behind their broken dreams and hopes inside the crumbling walls, these brave pioneers set out on a course that may one day give their children a happy future.
The sounds of the news were drowned out in the cacophony from the front yard. I watched from the window as my father started dissembling the truck he had been building as a surprise for his erstwhile loving neighbor. They had been brothers-in-arms for 60 years…but now he was just an intruder.
I had never seen my father more disillusioned than the day he discovered that paradise was just another piece of land.
Written for FFfAW Challenge 101. P.C. Mike Vore
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Bleak and honest. Well done.
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Thank you. I can only presume what is going on in the minds of those who are currently in that situation.
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powerful scene – dismantling the truck and all his dreams! well written!
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Thank you. It seemed so apt with the flag in the window…many people are re-thinking their version of paradise.
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things changing too fast these days – your words are like news of the future we may not be able to escape – well thought out!
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You’re right. It does seem like a scene from the future…a future I hope doesn’t come to pass. Thank you for your kind words.
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*Sigh* This piece sits heavy in my chest. It’s an honest reflection with such symbolic decriptions. I’m left feeling pensive. Thanks for sharing this story with us!
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Don’t you find it amazing how one man can change the life of so many?
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Definitely!
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This story really touched my heart. First, the story is so topical. Next, it seems to me that many have their dream of paradise broken when we find ourselves in the middle of reality. Wonderful story! Welcome to the FFfAW challenge! We are happy you have joined us. 🙂
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Thank you. Surprisingly, the challenge was not writing in the word limit. It was to write a full story with intro, body and conclusion! Good mental exercise. Thank you ☺️
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Paradise lost in a heap of dismantled dreams — powerful image. A well written, thoughtful piece.
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Thank you so much. Glad you enjoyed. The image really did speak out this time.
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“The grass is always greener” and “home is where the heart is” comes to mind.
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Yes, home is definitely where the heart is.
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Oh my. I wish things live this weren’t happening.
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My thoughts exactly.
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A timely tale indeed. Paradise or not, I’m staying put.
My story is called Daisy May
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Thank you ☺️I’ll be right over in a bit to read.
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A fine story about disillusionment. as individuals strive to reach paradise.
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Thank you for your words. Like one of the readers said home is where the heart is. That’s the defining point for when paradise becomes hell.
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I love the last line. It summed up something so real and honest in such a simple way, but poignant all the same.
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Thank you. Isn’t it amazing how quickly men’s hearts can change?
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Not just men’s hearts, I think, but all hearts. Love really can be a fickle thing.
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Sad but true.
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Paradise lies in the heart. This tale brings to fore that material possessions can never quite satisfy.
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Yes, you got it one go! Exactly what I wanted to say.
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A pleasure to read.
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Thank you ☺️
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