The Beginning of a New Journey

The Beginning of a New Journey

The evening air was calm, thick with the scent of freshly cut grass and the warmth of a day fading into night. John stood on the porch of Rebecca’s house, a glass of iced tea in his hand, watching his family laugh and talk around the backyard table. It was one of those rare moments of peace, and after everything they’d been through, John cherished these small pockets of happiness. They had all worked hard to rebuild their connections, but there were still wounds that ran deep beneath the surface.

Rebecca’s soft laughter carried over the breeze, and John felt a pang of warmth. His ex-wife had been a pillar of strength, helping keep the family together even when things seemed impossible. Michael and David, their sons, were at the table too, talking animatedly about something. It had been years since they had all gathered like this, free of the old resentments that once tore them apart.