Lot's Girl

She was never supposed to look back.
She was supposed to keep running for her life and never ever turn her head towards the burning town.
But it held memories I guess.
Maybe one of her children were born there.
Maybe she fell in love in that town.
Maybe she had a beautiful garden.
How could she not look back at her house just to have a quick last glimpse of it before it turns into ashes?

When the life we have always known is in flames could we just leave it behind so easily?

Maybe the salty taste in my mouth will go away if I start looking forward instead of looking back.
Maybe I do this because the future is unknown and the past is certain.
Maybe I do this because it takes a lot less effort to stand still facing what was than to actually stand tall facing what's coming.

Whatever the reason I hope I can soon leave it in the past.
And I hope that while this happens I don't turn into a pillar of salt.