By dusan.stojkov on Skatehive
photo by:https://unsplash.com/photos/a-person-holding-a-lit-candle-in-their-hands-qP12JMidR9c “He should divorce,” the neighbor said. She even has another child from her first marriage. “Did you see her?” my cousin’s brother asked. “I saw her through a shop window. She and a colleague hugged and walked home together.” “You should divorce,” my godfather added. “I’ve come across too many situations where your wife and that self-absorbed Don Juan from the special school were more than friends.” “I saw them on camera,” said the school secretary. And there I stood, in church, lighting a candle for the salvation of us all, wondering if I should have divorced. Should I have listened to all these people? A breeze brushed my neck—maybe someone entered the candle space, or maybe it was my late mother’s hand. I no longer knew. In a daze, I heard the voices of Aleksandar and Anja asking, after 15 years, “Where are mom and dad now?” Children are a wonder, yet I had placed my pride and self-respect