In a rather lonely mansion on the outskirts of Leiden, an old woman laid on her bed. Her attention was focused on the outside. Admiring the puffy white clouds, she still remembered the weather on that fateful day.
The sky was clear, she was simply playing around in the garden when the mail arrived. She was glad for the mailman who delivered it, if they didn't, then she probably wouldn't be here right now. She could still remember the emotions she felt on that day, confusion, realization, joy, sadness...she still remembered all of it.
A knock on the door alerted her to someone's presence, she aptly seated herself properly, and told them to come in.
Who entered was a tall woman in her early 30s, the womans' brown hair and hazelnut eyes aptly showed her relationship with the old woman. The old woman smiled, remembering her younger days.
"You should spend more time with your family you know? Instead of staying here and losing precious moments with them." The old woman said, the young one simply smiled, replying; "You're my mother, why would I leave you when you're already this old?"
"I'm only in my fifties young lady." The old woman replied, a smile on her face. The young one handed her a letter, simply chuckling at the old womans' reply and walked off, closing the door behind her. The old womans' smile quickly faded.
She didn't have that long to live, the doctor had told her that, hence why her own daughter was here, to take care of her and be by her side in her final moments. And she was glad, she herself was with her own mothers' side when her mother died, she was glad she could receive the same treatment.
Sighing, she carefully opened the envelope, taking out the letter.
It was a simple, single page letter, but to her, it was everything that had kept her going.
Taking a deep breath, she unfold the letter and read it.
Dear Anne,
I am glad that you are able to read this letter, as that means you have lived a long, happy, and prosperous life. I hope that you have not forgotten, even for a moment, that I love you my dear Anne.
I am sure that you are looking forward to more of these letters, however, this will be my last letter to you.
My dear Anne, do not fret that you will no longer receive anymore letters from me, I will always be by your side, no matter what. I will always watch over you, even until your final moments. My love for you is my most cherished thing, do not forget that. Even in times of hardship, I will be by your side.
My Anne.
From,
Your loving mother
The old woman clutched the letter in her hands, tears streaming down her face. She took a deep breath, a smile on her face. Tears still flowing.
Wiping her face, she folded the letter again, and placed it inside the envelope, reaching under her bed, she pulled out a box. She unlocked it, revealing 49 letters.
Placing the letter inside the box, she cradled the box on her lab with a smile on her face. Placing the box back under her bed, she laid herself down again. To calm herself.
Anne, Daughter of Clara Magnolia, peacefully passed away on her bed 40 years after she received the last letter her mother had sent her. As part of her last will and testament, she wished to be buried with the letters her mother sent her.
On her tombstone, was a simple phrase:
A Loved One Will Always Watch Over You.
A/N: Cheesy I know, but I hope you liked it.