RXC 9-25-26

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Who can say if life is better, than mine, or my daughter’s or my granddaughter’s? Envy may play a part, jealousy over intelligence, beauty, health, even politics in 2026, comes into thinking that they are better than you, their life is easier, or richer. Not monetarily rich, but life in general. Is it circumstance or effort? Why not let them live their life and look in the mirror. Have you done everything you can to make your own life better, in the senses of what you consider better? Someone you think is living better in some way may have a debilitating illness that doesn’t show, or a problem they can’t share with you. The old saying “behind closed doors” is true enough in this aspect. Might “no time can be easy if one is living through it” mean you probably have no idea what a person’s life is really like, and should you explore that with them or keep your thoughts to yourself?

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Reena’s Xploration Challenge #449

Fandango’s Flashback Friday

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Response to the Daily Post Prompt: Pretend

 by rugby843, posted 9-25-2017

When I was a small girl, my favorite rainy day activity was going into our huge attic. There was an old Victrola and big black heavy records to play. There were trunks full of old clothing from previous decades. My sisters and I had great imaginations and would dress up, play music, and pretend we were characters from a book. Of course we loved playing “Little Women”, one of our favorite books. My sister always played Jo, her namesake. We would be Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire, Boris Karloff, or a film noir detective resembling Humphrey Bogart. There was a knot hole in the flooring in which we viciously lowered a fake spider to scare our grandmother below. Echoes of “you little whippersnappers!” I still hear today. Every child should have an attic.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/pretend/

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Fandango’s Flashback Friday — September 25th

Friday Fictioneers

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It’s a pool, the kids exclaimed, one of many treats they will experience this vacation. They had been waiting for months, looking forward to this trip that included Disney world, seeing sharks up close and even a glass bottomed boat ride! All the school days forgotten for two weeks. That was the plan. Then Joe decided to sneak out of mom’s view and jump in the pool, not realizing it was the deep end and he couldn’t touch the bottom. Panic set in and after his mom rescued him, Joe sat on the side for the rest of the day.

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25 September 2026

Esther’s Writing Prompt

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Today the meaning of service is pretty complicated. My first thought is military service and how badly, even disgusting, the treatment and disrespect of military members by the leader of our country and the pentagon. Fools and philanderers take the lead in their jobs, making speeches, declaring unnecessary wars, threats to our allies, and that is only a trifle of their unqualified behavior. The latest by Hegseth about testosterone checks? Omg, unbelievable! How is this happening? It’s mind boggling! Service used to mean serving our country to the best of our ability. Trump has no idea what that means. He only serves himself in every aspect of his life. I’ll stop here😐

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Writing Prompts

Sammiscribbles Weekend Writing Prompt

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I thought I would never see, I hoped when a child, a bugbear monster at my knee.
Now being an adult you see, I rarely look at anything near my knee
but on my tablets and on my phone, constantly
a bugbear for certain, and you’ll agree
everywhere he can be. Social outlets, and on tv,
everywhere you can see
his face, jaw constantly moving
never attitude improving,
just a bugbear, it’s clear to me.

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Weekend Writing Prompt #486 – Bugbear