You Will Live in My Heart

 

“To live in the hearts we leave behind is to live forever.”
― Carl Sagan

After a hectic day of souvenir shopping, I was looking for a quiet place to have dinner when I spotted the sign for the China Boat.  Jim and I loved going out for Chinese food. We went to the same little place in China Town for years. My trip to London was an attempt to escape the pain of my husband’s death. We always said we would go to Europe one day.  His death made me realize that I shouldn’t put things off for tomorrow because tomorrow may never come. I had not had much of an appetite for past few months but I found myself enjoying the food. It turned out the chef was from San Francisco and I told him the food tasted like home. There was the usual fortune cookie for desert. I absentmindedly opened it and read the message. If you die in an elevator be sure to push the up button. Jim would have loved that one.

 

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers is hosted by Priceless Joy. Image provided by Louise of The Storyteller’s Abode. Funny quote in the fortune cookie by Sam Levenson

23 thoughts on “You Will Live in My Heart

  1. luckyjc007

    Wonderful story! 🙂 It’s great that she was able to make the trip and enjoy herself and the fortune cookie was a nice touch . She was able to relate that to something her husband would have enjoyed and just the thought of that showed she was well into the period of adjustment to the change in her life.

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  2. afairymind

    A beautiful story. 😀 I’m glad she’s making the effort to move past her husband’s death. Its a shame that she didn’t get to make the trip with Jim though. 😦 I love the fortune cookie message!

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