Contemporary Christian Romance: Love Again by Chapin T.K

Author:Chapin, T.K. [Chapin, T.K.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-12-02T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 10

Waking up the next day on her parents’ couch, Jill was filled with gladness as she could smell bacon and eggs cooking in the kitchen. She hadn’t stayed over at her parents’ house in quite some time, and the smell of breakfast in the air filled her with a sense of nostalgia from her youth.

She stretched and got up from the couch. As she folded the blanket she used and put it on the couch, her mother walked in from the kitchen.

“One or two eggs?” Julie asked.

“One’s fine.”

Her mother was wearing the apron she wore all through the years of Jill’s youth. It was a gift that had been given to her by Grandma Ruth when she first married dad. It was baby blue in color and had pink polka dots across the front.

Jill’s heart ached for the loss of her grandmother. She had forgotten about her passing for a brief few minutes after waking. The smell of food cooking had distracted her. Jill’s pain alone was substantial, and she could only imagine how much more pain her mother must have been experiencing. Jill worried about her mother as she took the pillow she had used and tossed it on top of the folded blankets. Her eyes followed her mother as she left back into the kitchen.

Walking into the kitchen, Jill stopped and leaned against the doorway as she looked at her mother with empathy.

Her mother caught the look and paused. “What is it, Jill?”

“It’s okay to be sad, Mom. You don’t have to hide it.”

Julie set the spatula down on the counter and wiped her hands on her apron. Going over to Jill, she grasped each of her hands as she looked her in the eyes. “I’m not hiding anything. I grieved last night, up in my room, and prayed. Gave it to God, fully.”

Jill furrowed her eyebrows. “You aren’t sad today?”

“I am sad,” Julie replied. Rubbing Jill’s hands with her thumbs, she continued, “But I know my mom is in a better place; she’s not hurting anymore, and I have a family I have to raise here. I need to keep on living.”

“I’m sure everybody would understand if you were upset, Mom.”

Shaking her head as she glanced at the stairs behind Jill that led up to the bedrooms, she said, “My family needs me to be me. I take my hurt, my pain and all of my grief to God. Every morning I take my life to God and commit it to Him. He gives me comfort and helps me get through every day.”

“You mean you get up before five?” Jill asked.

“Some days, yes. And I have been grieving over losing your grandmother for quite some time; I feel peace about it now.” Julie released her hands from Jill’s and smiled as she brought one hand to her cheek. “I love you. Thank you for thinking about me.”

She returned to the stove and continued to prepare breakfast for the family. Jill couldn’t help but be impressed by her mother.

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