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Tête-à-Tête

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It’s not quite Friday but it’s close enough for me.  I’ve missed Friday Fictioneers for the last few weeks.  I miss the telling of a story in 100 words.   Once again, let me thank Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple for hosting us. I hope I haven’t lost my words somewhere in the vineyards of France.

PHOTO PROMPT-Copyright-Melanie Greenwood

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How dare you!” Alice huffed. She stood, pushing back her chair. Hands on hips, she glared down at the young woman.

Her eyes were met with cold stony blankness. She knew by the proud tilt of the head that she had gotten nowhere. She accepted the obvious. She was tired of it all.

Alice sighed heavily. She put the chair back neatly under the table. The young woman made no move. The tears were gone. Her face was smooth and calm like marble.

C’est la vie. Alice thought to herself. It was time to stop the words and just live.

FOR LOVE OF SHEBA

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Sheba WaitingI am not a dog person by nature.  When this unexpected visitor came, I did not expect that we would have such a long love affair.  Seven  years later, we are still going strong.

She taught me about unconditional love.  She showed me I had a heart.  She was such a beautiful baby that I could not give her up, no matter how hard and tough the going was.

So we muddled through the years – the cold and snow in winter, the slush and mud in spring, the dirt in summer and colours of autumn, the season of her birth.

STRANGERS IN THE NIGHT

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I remember a time when we were strangers in the night.

The night was dark but the moon and stars were bright.  They lit up the sky and the world for us.  We took the challenge and followed the path.  We rediscovered who we were and are to each other.

It felt strange.  There was no choice.  Our script was already written.  We had to play our parts.  We did not forget the past and the other players.  They added challenge, richness and texture to our lives.

The play is still on for it’s a part of God’s grand scheme.

 

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MY LITTLE SISTER

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Here I am with my little sister on our first Christmas in Canada.  She was two and I nine.  The years flew like lightning.

Now we are grown, she a pharmacist and I, a retired nurse.   Though I’m the elder, I still consult her on things like my blood pressure.  ‘ If you drop 20 pounds’,  she said.

Drop 20 pounds!  Those were the right words.  The first 6-8 pounds came off in a few weeks.  Now I am at a standstill.  Still I am pleased.

I have more pounds to go.   I can get there now without my little sister kicking my butt.

I’D DO THINGS DIFFERENTLY

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It’s a glorious sunny morning.  Sheba and I are out on our daily morning run. It’s really a slow trot with a stop every half block.  It’s exhilarating.  I feel every cell in my being oxygenated and revived.  My spirit soars.

That’s what a little sun can do for me.  I savour the moment, feeling  pleasure all the way down to my toes.  I will remember this on those endless cloudy days when the sky is a grey blanket pressing down on me.  I can choose how I feel.  I will not just wish and say, I’d do things differently.

IF ONLY YOU WERE HERE

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If only you were here, we could do so many things….hold hands, touch each other’s faces and talk of tomorrow.  We could laugh in the sunshine and splash in the rain.  We could sing Bird on a Wire and Hallelujah along with Leonard Cohen.  We could almost fly to the moon and back and swing from the stars.  We could almost have fun.

You are here.  And we can learn to do all those things.  We have to open our hearts and our minds to embrace all possibilities.  We can fly to the moon and dance among the stars.  HALLELUJAH!