Opening Her Eyes

Photo by Mathias P.R. Reding on

She was stubborn to a fault,

And impetuous at best.

She charged headfirst

And forgot to heed the warnings

That, one day, she would regret.

But everyone saw it coming,

No one could change her mind.

She flew of to meet her destiny,

Leaving the risks behind.

She wanted to be a model,

She definitely had the looks.

But the photographer was a con man,

A no-good basic crook.

He tried to take her picture

Wearing nothing but a smile,

But she drew on her stubbornness

And called him out, a liar.

She came home dejected and discouraged,

But certain about the future –

She would never again by used.

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

A Thousand

Capture a bird

In mid flight

Pick a flower

Swaying in the breeze

Paint the bold colors

Of an autumn tree

Freeze the bright smiles

On children’s faces

All you need

Is the touch

Of the shutter

To take a picture

Worth a thousand words

Written for Fandango’s Dog Days of August (FDDA) #12 – something that brings you joy

Say Cheese

“Stop squirming all over Billy.  You have to sit still.” Janice said to the little boy sitting in front of a camera.  “Please sit still for just a few minutes so this nice man can take your picture.”

“But mom my neck is really itchy,” Billy replied in an irritated voice.

His mom turned to the photographer, “Please be patient with him, he is usually never like this.”  She walked over to Billy and had him turn around to show her his neck.  She grabbed the tag from the shirt and asked, “Does this itch?”

“Yeah, that’s it,” Billy exclaimed!


(100 words)

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

Mumbles… duties

I wanted to take a minute to yell HELP!  Have any of you had experience with writing an obituary?  My grandmother who turned 100 this past September passed away this week.  Her only child (my mom) is gone so that leaves me and my sister as the closest relative.  Grandma’s siblings are all gone.  Her friends are only a few from the nursing home she has been living in.  So my sister and I are helping to coordinate the memorial service.

I spent yesterday going through boxes of old pictures and snapshots trying to find moments captured with Grandma… she was not fond of the camera though.  Today I scanned what I found and then searched a little bit more at my Dad’s house.  I should be able to scan those in tomorrow.  We will display the pictures at the memorial.

Then there is the memories we need to share at the service.  If we are not comfortable with standing up and speaking the minister will read them for us.  Neither my sister or I are comfortable speaking in groups, so we need to write those up for the minister.

The hardest part of all of this is that all those memories of Grandma make me miss her and feel like there should have been more that I could have done while she was here.  Then I think of the others I loved who have left us, my Mom, my other Grandma and Grandpa… all gone.  Even my ex-husband who left us too early.  So before I know it I am all worked up and a mess.

But the worst part… I haven’t really cried yet.  I feel like I am broken somehow.  A few tears here and there but not a real cry.  My doctor tells me the tears will come, probably when I am not ready for them.  I do remember after my Mom passed away it was a lot of little things that turned the tears on for me… seeing that first baby after she died (Mom loved kids), a favorite song of hers on the radio, something on TV she would have loved to have seen, etc.

I will make it through all my duties and get though the service I know, but I am afraid if I slow down too much now I will never get things done.  But seriously… have any of you ever written an obituary? I could use a few pointers.

Happy and Grateful – Day 31

I have undertaken a challenge this year.  I am trying to find the good in every day by writing about happiness and gratitude that I feel.  No matter how small there is always something to bring a smile or make you grateful, if just for a moment.  Follow along with me as I dig deep as necessary and find the peace of the day.  Join in if you are feeling happy and grateful too – in the comments or on your own blog.  Let’s find some fun!

One month done… it seems to me like it went by pretty fast.  Maybe it was because the weather was a little nicer for January than usual.  Don’t get me wrong, we had ice, snow and bitter cold some days but overall I think the month was warmer than usual.

The nice thing about January being over is that February is a short month and in March a few things may start to grow… I am ready for spring.  I know there are seeds in the ground waiting to sprout forth and bring us new life in the spring.  I am tired of bare trees and brown grass poking through the snow.  I like the color green.

I guess the one good thing is I have my pictures to prove to myself that there will be regrowth.  I can go through my spring and summer photos and find that renewed life.  I am happy I have a nice collection of pictures to remind me of spring.  I am grateful for all the posts I see here where people share their nature photos and give me a little more hope for spring and flowers to return.

…only 49 days until March 20th, the official return of spring!

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