My favorite twinkle is in someone’s eye. No matter their appearance or their ability to move their body, it’s the sparkle in the eye that attracts me. Secrets waiting to be discovered if you only try. Laughter, tears, dreams, memories, all hidden in that twinkle.
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Response to The Daily Post: Eclipse
My interpretation of eclipse is that part of yourself that is hidden by your outer persona. The one you show to everyone except that very special person, one that sees behind the mask. Someone you can trust without being criticized, ridiculed, or harmed. The lighter part of your personality that everyone sees is sometimes overshadowed. Only one, or if you’re lucky, a few, can see the eclipse.
Response to The Daily Prompt: Sidewalk
Sidewalks are extremely important to me. Without them, I would have no access to the outside world. Living in a city with traffic, sidewalks allow me to safely travel short distances. Whether I am in a scooter or my wheelchair, I am grateful for well maintained sidewalks. I need to add, sidewalks with “dips” or small off/on ramps are essential. Attempting to navigate a seemingly short curb usually launches you onto the pavement. However, my impatient self had to try it, once. Only once.
Response to the Stellar Six Word Story Challenge
Response to Six Word Story: Pride
The old veteran straightened and saluted.
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Response to the Daily Post: Mistake
You would think the word (mis take) would mean an error in how something is perceived. That puts the blame on the other person. You meant well but they understood it differently. The dictionary disagrees, stating it is an error you made. I prefer my version.
Pleasure and Pain
Two familiar words. Experiences of what is referred to as love creates these words. I believe the sad truth is you can’t have one without the other.
A summer evening’s heat creates a lightning streak. The heavy dampness in the air is almost oppressive. And then the air is transformed. You feel the gravity of another person. You can’t find your footing, you’re swept up into their atmosphere. Weightlessness lifts you into someone else’s world, and you surprisingly, happily, float. The air becomes thinner, it’s harder to breathe. How can you live without this person? You become dependent. Their very presence is what maintains your existence. The lightning bolt that brought you together creates a storm of passion, of fantasy and reality no longer exists.
And then just as suddenly as it began, a change occurs. Actuality creeps in. A poisonous snake, unexpectedly, slithering, menacingly, creating self doubt, discord, and finally, disbelief. Had it all been a dream, a fantasy? A slow, determined ache begins, clouds appear. But these clouds bring thunder, pelting rain, sleet, and cold. The nonthreatening heat lightning is no longer present. Rain is the liquid reality, drenching your soul with pain. Was the pleasure real? And if it was, was it worth the resulting sorrow?
Response to The Daily Post: Jeopardize
How appropriate this word appeared as a daily prompt. I’m good at this, jeopardizing. I create my own fate. Say, write, and do things that endanger myself. I’m not psychic, but if I think too hard on something, it usually happens. I was just given an opportunity to renew a valued relationship. Unsure of myself, I responded with sarcasm and jeopardized my chance of reconnection. A response too quickly written may have jeopardized a friendship.
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Response to The Daily Post: Eyes
A huge smile when I saw this prompt. Eyes are the most prominent feature I notice in people, and creatures. I was taught to look someone in the eye when spoken to, and it was a challenge at first. Now I enjoy it. The rest of a person disappears as I seek their personality in their eyes. No matter what they portray, their eyes reveal their thoughts. I have found this to be intimidating for some, as they quickly look away, but in most people, just the opposite. The eyes truly are the “windows of the soul”.
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Response to The Daily Post: Ghost
Out of the corner of my eye, is that something moving? I seem to have seen something…a shadow? It can’t be a ghost. I don’t believe in them. However, spirits, yes. I have had three experiences with what I prefer to call spirits. The essence of someone no longer with us, nothing scary or intimidating, just a presence. One I will share here involves me and my three sisters, in a restaurant bar in Florida. We were waiting for our father to appear with his fiancé. She knew we were there waiting to surprise him for their wedding. Suddenly all four of us looked at each other. We all felt our mother’s presence at once. We believe she was “telling” us that everything was okay with her, to accept our father’s choice. It wasn’t scary for any of us. Her presence was very familiar and comforting.
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Response to the Daily Post prompt: Carry
My first thought reading this word was “You’re not heavy, you’re my brother”. That shows my age. The second thing that came to mind was the small child sitting on the floor “playing” with sticky blocks. He is almost ten. Why is he “satisfied” to do this? Because he’s in an active timeout. As an adult, we sometimes have the difficult privilege of caring for a child. This stage of development will pass, they always do. As a family we carry each other often. That is one of the definitions of family with us, carrying each other when needed. The last few years I’ve needed a lot of help, but there is always someone to lift me.
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