Too Many Memories
Margaret wants to move after her husband dies, but how can she leave the home they once shared with all its memories? Read on to find out more..
Too Many Memories
Margaret walked into the lounge of her house, and tried not to look over at the empty chair where Charlie had once sat. He had been gone for two years now, but he would always be in her heart. Charlie, with his ready smile, and kindness to everyone, he could never be replaced, and although he had only been 53 , and herself the same age, and now 55, she had no intention of ever trying to replace him.
James and Victoria were both adults now, and had left home with their own lives to lead, but Victoria had offered to move back in and keep her company. It had been a shock to everyone, that Charlie, who appeared to be so fit and well, could just walk out of the door to go to work one day, and never return. The doctor had said it was a blood clot that claimed him, and at least she knew he had not suffered.
But Margaret had no intention of being a burden to anyone, so she threw herself into her work, being a shop manager kept her very busy, and no matter how bad she felt inside, she had to meet the public, She was used to putting a smile on her face, no matter what she was thinking about, and being out of the house really did help, and she knew that Charlie would have wanted her to carry on, but she did sometimes wonder if there was a point to life without him.
She had always dreamed of living by the sea one day, and walking on the beach, but Charlie didn't like that idea. He felt that was for old people, although the place she had in mind was now full of people of all ages, because of a recently built housing estate nearby.
But Charlie had been right, it was too far to travel to work, so she had to abandon that idea until she reached retirement. Well that is what she thought until she went into work one Monday morning, to be greeted by the grim face of one of the directors.
" I am sorry to tell you Margaret, but the shop is closing, we are going into voluntary liquidation, but you will be paid redundancy money. Thanks so much for all your years of service."
Margaret was totally stunned by this news, the takings had been good, she knew because she cashed up every day.
" Oh no Derek, what a shame, I will miss this shop so much. I didn't realise it was not going well"
" This shop is going well, it's the other branches, and unfortunately one branch cannot support the others. We have decided to take early retirement."
Then she understood, the brothers were only in their early fifties, with families, the shops had been started by their father many years ago, so taking retirement and not having the responsibility meant they could have a comfortable life. After all why not? Since she had lost Charlie she could understand that you had to enjoy life whilst you could.,
She Made a decision
Later that evening she made a plan. There was nothing to stop her now, she would go to the sea and buy a bungalow, and even have a dog to take for walks. She was feeling excited already about her new life. The children wouldn't mind, they could still visit her.
The next day she put the house on the market, she wasn't looking forward to doing guided tours, that home had been a special place to her, but other people might be critical. But the estate agent said he would do that, and when she told the children they were thrilled that she was finally doing what she wanted to.
In the meantime she managed to find herself a nice bungalow in a road very close to the sea. It was light and airy, with a pretty garden and spare bedrooms for when she had visitors.
Luckily a buyer was soon found for her house, so she busied herself packing everything, and arranging a removal van for her furniture. She had now left the shop, and 20 years of memories, it had hurt, but life had to go on.
She had a little wobble on moving day, as she went out of the front door, she looked along the empty hall, to the modern kitchen that Charlie had lovingly installed for her just a month before he died. But then she reminded herself it was the end of an era, and for her own sake, she had to move on.
She didn't look back as she walked down the path, it was taking all her courage to move to a place where no-one knew her, and her children would be further away. But once she got in her car and drove off, it felt like she had just taken a heavy blanket off her, because in that house there had just been too many memories.
Victoria was driving down after work tonight, she said to help her unpack all the kitchen bits, and Margaret felt so grateful at her thoughtfulness. She would then stay there for the weekend. Margaret had no intention of telling her that she felt a bit lost, and hoped she could make new friends.
When she arrived, the picked up the key from the local agent, and was glad she had chosen Spring to move in. There were carpets of daffodils all down the path, and pink and white blossoms on the trees. The sun was shining such a welcome as she let herself into the empty house. Soon the removal men would be here with all her furniture.
She opened the patio doors and went out into the garden, which had a stretch of lawn, and an apple tree, there were high fences, so she wasn't overlooked. She was sure the children would love this bungalow, one day they would be bringing their children to see grannie for the day. Thinking of that made her sad, Charlie should have been here to share the future with her.
The Doorbell rang
She heard the doorbell, and went in, assuming it was the removal men, but on the doorstep stood a lady, about her own age, she was smiling broadly and carrying flowers.
" Hello, my name is Val, and I live next door. Welcome to Albury Close."
Margaret was so touched, that had never happened when they moved into their other house.
" Why thank you, I am Margaret, please come in."
They chatted for a while, and then Val asked if she liked playing badminton, because they needed some more players at their club just up the road. Margaret warned her that she hadn't played for over 20 years, but Val assured her it was a non competitive club, and they met on Wednesday nights. Margaret liked the idea of that, so she agreed to go, and Val went home.
Later that evening she was telling Victoria about it after they had eaten, and she looked surprised.
" Oh well done Mum, you do need to get out more, but knowing you, you'll be back at work soon."
" I might." said Margaret cautiously." Val told me that the man who runs the gift shop down by the pier is looking for some extra help, so I might pop down and see him later."
Victoria was so happy to hear that, with a new place to live, amongst people who were friendly, her mum could finally move on, and she knerw her dad was right up there saying, " That's my girl!."