The Cloak

Below is the first blog I wrote after my husband asked for a divorce.

The Cloak
By Cherish Rosales

I love the picture above. The woman in it looks…familiar. She appears to be in deep pain but not anger, in mourning but not fear. She is powerful not pitiful, while still in much pain. I can't see her eyes but I imagine they are beautiful yet heavy and brimmed with tears that dare not fall. Her lips don't quiver, neither her chin; they are strong. Or maybe the pain is too great and the burden too heavy leaving no strength to cry. Yes,yes that's it. She is deeply sorrowful and her heart aches; yea it is broken. Yet her head does not hang down. She covers her eyes for a moment to hide the tears but only for a moment. She is still there, still here. Still able to go on and almost excited about it. This present time shall be over and the new will be in her grasp. She will then remove her covering but for now, for now the cloak remains.