Point of View- Lot's Wife

And now I am only remembered as "the wife" and not for myself, not for the vibrant woman I once was... You all know the narrative- Biblical, and of how it tells of my being turned into a pillar of salt- obliterated, snuffed out (just like that) transformed from a warm, living, breathing woman and Why? What was the reason? Was it disobedience? Or, merely nostalgia? Commanded by God's very angel to not look back I did- but it was just a womanly reaction- natural not so much an unpardonable sin, some blatant evil deserving of death. And Sodom, for all its depravity- it was my city ( I hold my memories still...) But now, my death has become as a fable- an allegorical story telling everyone- "To leave the past behind, to look only ahead and that you can never go home again." How sad, that it has come to this- remembered only for my folly and not that I too, was counted as righteous, was one of the few saved- though I did look back- so what? Where is mercy? And where my forgiveness?