"One Picture And One Story Week #6"

My loving greetings to All my dear Steemian friends

To day i am taking part in the competition " Contest Alert! 1 Picture 1 Story Week #6 Organised by @suboohi in Steem For Pakistan •

I also want to invite three of my friends to participate in this contest::
@mini80, @moyeon, @yhudy

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                     My love Robin

I was heading towards the beach. I was clinging tightly to the steering wheel of my car. My grip was so strong that every pressure I put on the speed pedal was taking me closer to the beach. The place I once loved to spend with my beloved son Robin has now become my nightmare.

I blinked hard to stop the tears, hot tears were streaming down my cheeks, no matter how hard I tried they were not stopping.

Robin was my only son. The only thing I had left as a memory of him in this world was the beach, it was his favorite place. He played with sand and I kept watching him. And when he was in a bad mood, we would sit on the sand, he would lie down in my arms and I would sing lullabies to him.

He loved the salty air and the sound of the waves crashing against each other. I never thought that he and I would not be together for long, but fate had something else in store.

I took a deep breath, closed my eyes for a moment and murmured again
Then it came again, the memories. Memories of beautiful days spent with Robin. Those were the days when he made me proud.

I remember the first time when he was just 14, he led his school hockey team to victory in a game. He was the captain of his team, and as a proud mother I ran and hugged him as he ran towards me screaming with joy after the game.

He shouted with joy and asked, "Mummy, did you see that? Did you see me?"

“Yes son, yes I did! I saw all that, you played very well.” I replied happily, picking him up from the ground and turning him around. My voice was full of love and admiration for my child.

He laughed. "Do you think I'm any good?" He had asked.

"I think if you work hard you can be the best."

And now how much I miss him after his death. I felt tears flowing, but with a tap on my car window I was brought back from my memories.

suddenly One sea gaurd stoped me and told, you can't park here."

I immediately apologized and went to the correct parking spot. I didn't realize that I had gone deep into the beach.

I took a deep breath and got out of the car and walked towards the shore. A strong wind was blowing across my face, hot sand was hitting my feet, the golden glow of the evening sun was dazzling my eyes, and a small jar was held tightly in my arms as if it were mine. Have a child.

It felt like the beach was deserted except for a few young boys running on the sand, laughing heartily.

I reached the shore and with tears rolling down my cheeks, I said a silent prayer. Then, with great willpower, I threw the contents of the jar into the waves. They were the ashes of my dear, Robin.

At that moment, I realized that Robin really wanted to stay here. And I am happy that I fulfilled his last wish. I looked towards the sky and it seemed as if a robin was smiling at me.

I slowly walked back to my car and that was the last time I ever turned to the ocean in my entire life.
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