Pale Blue Dot

Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….


 Copyright –  Sarah Potter

The view up here is beautiful, the splendor of my home below more distant every minute. Everything I ever knew and loved is there. DNA of my ancestors and my descendants compressed in building blocks of future. And still…there is this calmness I feel, the sense of fulfillment as I reach for my final frontier.

My great-grandmother taught me to look up, to search the sky: “One day you could be up there.”
“But I am not a bird.”
She would smile and caress my cheek: “No, you are a ray of light.”

Here I am, soon to become just that.

Where there were snowflakes, I saw galaxies. This week’s offering is an excerpt from the short story I wrote some time ago. I am working on a longer version, but you can check the original with all its imperfections. 🙂

Make It Count



58 thoughts on “Pale Blue Dot

  1. Life Lessons of a Dog Lover says:

    A beautiful journey. I took your story more literally. I got lost in the fact that she was native American and hurt by an ancestral burial ground being used as construction material, and her grandmother was telling her that her spirit would overcome and soar.

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  2. Nice one, reminds me of this quote
    “The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of starstuff.”
    ― Carl Sagan, Cosmos

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