A New Start

It was raining that day. Even the skies were crying at her funeral. Tom looked on as they buried his mother Sarah, with hot tears flowing from his eyes. He refused to blink them out, even though they started to blur his vision.
Sarah Smith was a wonderful woman who was the perfect wife, according to many. And an even better mother, according to Tom. Tom Smith was not the name he was born with; nobody knew whose his real parents were.
He was an abandoned infant, who was found by John and Sarah Smith in the park one day, inside a cloth lined cardboard box with an umbrella over the box. It was raining just like today, with the skies crying for an abandoned baby.
John and Sarah took him in without a single word and gave him a new name and life. Sarah was unable to bear any children, so Tom was their only child. The fact that he was adopted was unknown to him, until a school bully called him one; he had heard it while his parents were conversing.
Tom's respect and love soared to new heights when he heard his parents confirm that yes, he was adopted. Even though he was not their real son, they still loved him so.
It was when Tom was 11 years old John died. A truck with failed brakes skid over the wet road and collided with John's car. He died on the spot. It was raining that day too, with the skies crying for John's death. There were not many people at the funeral, except for their close friends and coworkers, for Sarah and John were both orphans. Sarah was completely heartbroken, and so was Tom, but his mother's grief was greater than his. Her eyes looked dead, and it scared Tom.
He comforted her and became the pillar of support that was desperately needed, even though he himself was nearly overcome with grief. Years later, her eyes finally looked lively again, though they were mellowed out. Tom was the only thing keeping her together, and if anything were to happen to him, she would break. Tom had grown up into a fine young man, with perfect grades in everything and was the pride and joy of his mother. Soon Tom would get a job and become the main source of income. Everything was working out perfectly.
Then Sarah died. It was sudden; she went to bed yesterday night and never woke up again. The doctor proclaimed her to be having a heart attack. Her health had always been top notch, and the most Tom had ever seen her suffer from was a cold. Then how? ,Tom questioned. Apparently her heart had a defect in it which was incurable. The reports which said so were hidden from him on his mother's request. The signs started showing after John's death, with all the stress on her heart acting as a catalyst.
Tom nearly broke, but he realized that his parents would not want him to be like this. It did not make him any less sad though. After a few days Tom was more or less stable enough to discuss the matter of Sarah's will. Unsurprisingly, all her property was left to Tom, but surprisingly, there was a letter requesting Tom to sell it all off. Sarah, through the letter, requested Tom to sell off their house and use the money to buy a new house somewhere far off, in a better place. She wanted him to start afresh, without being burdened by the sad memories that were bound to their house.
She wrote in the letter that her disease would most likely kill her off soon, and that there was no known cure. The only thing she could do prolong her life was not stress her heart, and that was by not seeing her son's worried face.
She wanted him to grow in life, and find a good woman like her and settle down. She did not want Tom's children to have a sad childhood like Tom's. He promised her that, and set to fulfill her last wishes.
His bags were all packed and fit into the car's trunk, and the furniture was set to be delivered to his new house. He was finally moving out after his mother passed way. He finally found a new house that he was sure his parents would have liked, and his workplace was nearby that house. He sat inside the car and took a few moments to soak in the surreal feeling and to reminisce about his life, which he had yet to truly begin, and its ups and downs.
He looked back one last time at the house with a soft smile, and started the car. So long, Farewell.