Working The Skein

She sat next to her mom on the couch.  Her mom was crocheting an afghan and she was holding the skein of yarn, pulling more out when needed.  She liked to “help” her mom crochet.  She could get underneath the afghan as it grew longer and make silly patterns with the yarn as she pulled it out.  But she had to be careful not to get it tangled up, mom did not like that.

That memory was crystal clear this cold winter night.  Sharon was missing the warmth of the afghan but not as much as she missed her mom.

(100 words)

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – yarn

Mumbles … Lovebirds

I love to watch my daughter and her fiancé.  Twenty-year-old’s in love.  They have worked hard to get their new home put together the way they like it.  My daughter just posted pictures of the two of them with a Home Sweet Home plaque, the keys to their new house and pictures of the before and after work on the hardwood floors and the painting of the walls.  They both seem really happy and although they are not the kind of lovebirds that are constantly holding hands or cannot be apart for more than five minutes… they have a very mature love.  Now lets just hope this Coronavirus is all out of our systems by January when they are planning on getting married…. If her dress, we ordered back in March ever gets here.

On a completely different note.  I am sorry I got so behind.  You see… my daughter bought me a video game (Animal Crossing) and I am hooked.  Plus, I have spent the last three nights watching the peaceful protests deteriorate into riots and looting about 35 miles south of us.  There has got to be justice.  There has got to be CHANGE.  So, I have been destressing with Animal Crossing and playing with a friend and it is so easy to lose track of the time.  I just have not been on WordPress much the last few days.  But I am trying to catch up.  Slowly but surely, I will get it done.

Everyone out there stay safe… from the virus and the violence.  We need to come together and support one another right now.  Peace be with you!  (((HUGS)))

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – lovebirds

Life In The Time Of Corona virus and George Floyd

It has been a thief

Stealing away things

Minute by minute

The hours are gone

In the blink of an eye

First the pain and fever

Then it steals your very breath

It has consumed my bravery

And taken away my freedoms

And does not seem to be slowing

Leaving me tense angry

And a little confused each night

Another sleepless night

Another tear shed

We must slowly return

To as normal as we can

Or the thief will return

And take more days

Steal more lives

Make us weary of others

And put those we love in danger

We must hear the cries

Feel the anguish

And recognize the needs

There is anger there

And rightly so

He was too young

It was just SO WRONG

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – thief


It had been too early.  She came into the world so small.  She was only 5 pounds and 4 ounces.  She was about 5 weeks ahead of schedule.  Her mom had been released from the hospital, but it had been Stella’s first home for 3 weeks while she grew a little bit more.

Today was the day though.  She would be coming home, and mom and dad couldn’t be happier.  The nursery was ready and waiting.  They had to finish it in the weeks after she was born while waiting for this moment.  Dad was putting the car seat into the car while Mom was gathering the first clothes Stella would be wearing.

They arrived at the hospital and were so happy to be able to hold their daughter.  The doctor and nurses talked to them about all they should know and filled out the discharge paperwork.  This was it, finally, Mom, Dad and Stella all walked out of the hospital.  A happy family on homecoming day!

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – homecoming

Looking For A Vice

Jennifer was ready for the big announcement.  Her boss was promoting someone to move up into the vice president’s spot as the current one was retiring.  She had given 30 years to the company joining right after college and had moved up nicely through the years.  She knew there were only a handful of people that could move up and she had seniority over each of them.

Steve stepped out of his office and said, “Can I have your attention everybody?  A decision has been made for the new vice president.  First of all, I want to thank Hank for his many years in this position.  He implemented a lot of positive things for this company.  Thank you, Hank.  I have a little gift for you.”

Hank came towards Steve and they shook hands then Steve gave him a small box.  Hank opened it finding a gold Rolex watch.  He seemed very surprised and gave a small speech then stepped back towards his office.

Steve said, “This decision on Hank’s replacement has not been an easy one.  We took into consideration experience, education and devotion to the company.  I would like to introduce you all to the next vice president, Robert Caldwell.  The office gave a nice round of applause for Robert and Jennifer’s mind started racing.

As soon as the meeting was over, and all the congratulations and good lucks were passed around Jennifer sat down at her desk.  She turned to her computer and did a little typing and then pressed print.  She stood up and went to the printer, picked up the piece of paper and went to Steve’s office.

He started to say something first and she just said, “No, read this Steve.” She handed him her sheet of paper.  After the letter head there was one sentence typed.  “I resign.”  Her signature followed and she turned on her heels, grabbed the few things at her desk that were personal, and she walked right out the doors.

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – resign

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She has had enough

Life is too chaotic

She must find a way

To focus on calm

To find clarity again

To once more be centered

She draws a bath

And sinks into the warm waters

The tub like a comforting hug

Breathing deeply

She feels peace

Slowly wash over her

Like sun breaking through

On a cloudy day

She washes away

The ugliness of the day

The hate and lies she’s faced

The evils of society

And the sadness she feels

She stays until the waters grow cold

And she is finally relaxed

Hoping it will last

She steps out

Clinging to the feelings

Of an inner harmony

And she thinks she will make it

Through one more day

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – tub

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