Author Unknown It's daybreak of the last day on my job. I am retiring to travel around the world. I know a party has been planned for me, but how will their sentiments unfurl? Will my colleagues be glad that I am leaving, Or will they truly miss my contributions? I tried to never be... Continue Reading →
My daughter, Jan, had a crush on little Bobby Bird, who lives down the street. They attend the same school. I caught her trying to write him a letter, and I realized the seriousness of her infatuation by the copious sheets of balled up paper in the wastebasket. I said to her, "Jan, darling, you... Continue Reading →
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie I am an enigma to my best friend, As a woman who doesn't like to shop. She asked if I were really a girl, As real women shop 'til they drop! But, I question that ridiculous belief That my femininity depends on a need To go to stores and malls or flea... Continue Reading →
With boldness, John split from the rest of the group, finally refusing be a party to their inability to accept different points of view. He wandered across the moor, enjoying a rare moment alone. He had thought that there was nothing better than being constantly surrounded by people who believed the lessons he had been... Continue Reading →
My husband, Douglas, is frugal. That is a great way of saying that he is cheap. He will not pay full price for anything, even, to my utter embarrassment, haggling with people at garage sales! So, it is no surprise that he loves a sale. The problem is that he buys so many things on... Continue Reading →
A story written for Tale Weaver #240 from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie prompt: Wading. Includes the September 2019 Writing Prompt from Putting My Feet in the Dirt: Orbiting Halos. Frances had come to the Caribbean alone, still reeling from the sudden death of her best friend, Maya, who was supposed to share this island adventure with her.... Continue Reading →
On top of the pile was the answer to everything. Frozen, canned, and prepackaged foods made my life so much easier. I was not born with the ability to cook, but I had been given the blessing of raising five children. This combination of an inability to boil water and kids who like to eat... Continue Reading →
This year is the 50th since I graduated from high school. Deep in my veins, I wonder if attending it might be cool. I promised myself on that faraway graduation day That like mangoes, I would avoid those people in every way. Being bullied daily about my looks caused me so much pain, And made... Continue Reading →
I stood at the water's edge, looking at my reflection. I marveled at that face, for I felt no connection To the woman who looked so very strong to me. I didn't recognize her as someone I knew personally. And I wondered if sometimes in our daily life If the stressors, sufferings, and the pain... Continue Reading →
Mary sat still, watching as people discussed the upcoming church fete. She wanted to suggest a new way of celebrating the church anniversary, but as one of the newest members of the church, she was scared to say anything that might offend the elders. She had noticed that any time one of the young people... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 