Melokuhle



I held the divorce papers that had been returned to me, now signed by Melusi. The weight of the past weighed heavily on my heart, and I can’t help but recall the countless nights I spent in tears, feeling like I wasn’t enough for him or our marriage. But now, looking at the papers resting on my lap, I feel a sense of freedom. The journey had been painful, but I had come to the realisation that I need to let him go, for me to heal.

Though there are moments when I struggle to breathe, overwhelmed by missing him and the love we once shared, I know I have to learn to live without him. I’ve made the difficult decision to move forward, to find happiness and purpose in my life again.

As I stepped outside, I saw my father tending to the braai, trying his best to make amends. He had apologised so earnestly, and I eventually found it in my heart to forgive him. He is my father after all.

Laughter filled the air as I joined them in the garden. My mother playfully fell into the pool, causing my father and me to burst into laughter. In this moment, I realised that even though my heart still aches, life continues, and there are moments of joy to be found.

Healing will take time, and there will be moments of struggle, but with my parents by my side, I know I can face the pain and move forward. Together, we will get through this heartache, and I’ll find my way to a brighter future.