A Salutary Tale

There was a time when a man was still on the floor, metaphorically speaking, and gradually getting up. That time was just over 8 years ago.

He had just about gotten off his knees with initially some help, when quite suddenly, and without any warning, that same help kicked him when he was down. That resulted in him being right on the floor again. A dark place from which, at the time, he had only just emerged from. It was like a nightmare - twice in the space of as many years.

The perpetrator put a simplistic spin on what they had done, but there was far more to it than that. Maybe they hid their true emotions to save their self  maybe that was the way they treated the people that had once been in their lives. Some of those people never got back up. A legacy which I am sure haunts the perpetrator. The last two syllables of that word combine to form the word 'traitor' and, in some respects that's what they were and more.

Sometimes fate has the last laugh. Just as he was on the floor and kicking out at the cause of his destroyed emotions, someone akin to a guardian angel came into his life. To say that person waved a magic wand and changed everything would be an understatement. Instead of what had once been a second dark place, his world was filled with light and love and warmth, both physical and emotional.

Ever since life has been something of a dream and, to remind himself that it is reality, he occasionally has to pinch himself. Yep - sure enough it's real.

So what happened to that person that once helped but then betrayed him....mundanity and being trapped in an unexciting life, is what happened. They gloated at the time and thrust poor comparisons in his face, but........

He Who Laughs Last, Laughs Longest....

and he's still laughing.

They had a choice but took the wrong fork and now have to live with it...unless....