Enough is Enough, a wild at heart fanfic

Enough is Enough!

Life has a strange way of putting you where you need to be at the right times.

I am a true believer in that now.

Even if you don't fully appreciate it or realise it at the time; life has a way of giving you remarkable gifts, especially when you least expect them; and let me tell you those are the best ones, because those are the moments that have the power to take your breath away.

When I first visited my family; I was overcome with grief,

I wanted it to be brief, but at the same time try to turn over a new leaf.

The last thing I expected was to be asked to stay.

Over time I rebuilt bridges that I thought were permanently and utterly broken.

The damage I had in part caused was slowly being all sown up.

My families love which I felt I didn't deserve, was finding it hard to soak back in.

Then I fell for him

And my life was turned upside down.

Just as I was beginning to heal, I felt something I thought I would never feel again.

A feeling of love.

And that scared me.

It scared me because I knew the love I had once had for my husband had never been as strong as that which I now felt for someone else.

I had loved my husband once upon a time, or at least I thought I did, when I look back now I realize I had never been sure what I felt for him.

Through the years our love changed.

We both got rearranged

We discovered we didn't know who the other was anymore; that hurt me more than words could say but I felt obliged to stay.

I had to be okay; that was why I didn't attend the funeral, it was held in May.

I knew then I had get away; far away.

I followed my daughter back to Africa, back to the start, back to my family, back to the home I never had, she bought me to Anders.

My Anders...

We were on the surface polar opposites; he was in my opinion savage and wild, while I would like think of myself as meek and mild.

On second thoughts I'm not sure he would agree with you.

In fact I'm sure he wouldn't.

He fell for me first; but I didn't see him like that, not to begin with anyway.

We carried on just as friends, but opposites finally attract, similar to magnets, isn't that what they say?

As our friendship grew; so did my feelings, even if I wasn't ready to fully admit them yet. I was scared of what would happen if I did, but when he looked at me, I couldn't help it; I just felt like a kid.

What I didn't expect was to fall in love with Africa too.

It gets into your blood, the sights, the smells, the whole country; everything.

Everything I love is here now and I never thought I would say that.

But just as this country had made me breathless with wonder when I had first arrived; it also had the power to make me breathless with the agony and pain of loss; an emotion I thought I had left behind me in far away England.

But with love comes heartbreak.

I know that now; when my daughter died my life shattered.

I felt like nothing else mattered; my life left in tatters.

That was when I made up my mind.

I was sick of all the run and hide; I just had time to bide.

Tragedy had taught me, life is precious and short.

Seize the day; because love can't be bought.

This is what I have been taught.

Now we have all come a long way; our lives back to some sort of normality; happy again; content again.

All together; an unbreakable bond; which nothing or no one can separate.

Together we can beat anything; enough is enough.

Now as we all stand firm.

A human barrier against destruction,

Against all our family memories being crushed.

Discarded and forgotten in a heap of rubble.

The home I never thought I wanted; the home which I thought I would never have the opportunity to have, was being taken; that so called unbreakable bond, on the brink of being broken.

My final question, would this tear our family apart or bring us closer together?

Only time would surely tell...