After The Funeral
I had just come back from the funeral of my girlfriend. We had been in a car crash. I survived, she didn’t.
“How do I go on without her?” I cried out to my father who had come back with me so I wasn’t alone.
“With sisu.” My father replied.
“Sisu?” I didn’t understand.
“It’s a Finnish word for having determination, or possessing inner strength. I know you are strong Kathleen. It may not seem like it now, but I know you will get through this, like I did with your mother.” he told me.
I really hoped so.
Joanne Fisher
This was written with the prompt sisu provided by the Carrot Ranch May 2 Flash Fiction Challenge.
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joanne the geek 
Although I’d not come upon the word *sisu* before it appeared as a prompt, having read your short on it, I now understand it.
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Yeh it took me a little while to understand it too.
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Well, I’d say you’ve nailed it
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Thanks 🙂
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Smiles
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A very hard thing to adjust to. Well done.
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Thanks ❤
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Survivor’s guilt would indeed need Sisu, even if a beloved didn’t get taken away! Nice take on a difficult prompt.
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Thanks. I had to really think about a story for this one. I changed the idea about three times before I sat down and wrote it.
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I thought and thought – it was hard!
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