|Courtesy: Renee Heath|
The atmosphere was serene, the horizon was splashed with hues of pink and purple. She sat quietly with her husband and kid, mesmerized by the beauty, listening to the silence; dry sand massaging her feet, warm desert breeze pressing against her chest.
Time stood still; she felt she spent a lifetime in those moments with the anchors of her life.
Tomorrow, the tent and the chairs will be empty; only to be occupied by someone else. But, she was glad that she understood the reason for this change and impermanence before her last breath.