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 – Dale Rogerson
We were young once.
I can’t really remember how it felt, but it must have been better than how all these years on my shoulders feel. The face in the mirror avoids me and I am trying to decide if I am bothered by what I see.
It sneaked upon me yesterday…the realization I stopped crying. I am afraid our memories will start to slip away and you will disappear from the seat across from me. The table for two that usually seemed too small threatens to devour me.
❤ I totally get that one! Been thinking alot about it since hubby was so sick last week, really scary. Always the fear that he could be gone -Snap- in a flash. then, where would I be??? Great story.
How wonderful to see you here! Stunning piece and this line “The table for two that usually seemed too small threatens to devour me.” is gorgeous. Such a profound sense of loss and loneliness.
A lovely story filled with emotion, Lore’. My husband left us a couple years ago. I didn’t depend on him as I and his caregiver were more the ones he depended on at the last. He was 86 and had broken his hip several years before. He didn’t want an operation. We do miss him though. Welcome back. —- Suzanne
“It sneaked upon me yesterday…the realization I stopped crying.” Great line! You’ve captured not only the sense of loss but also the odd sense of guilt that comes with healing.
Snow's Fissures and Fractures 
A nicely evoked sense of loss
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❤ I totally get that one! Been thinking alot about it since hubby was so sick last week, really scary. Always the fear that he could be gone -Snap- in a flash. then, where would I be??? Great story.
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Yes, it sneaks upon you. Glad you liked it.
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Dear Loré,
How wonderful to see you here! Stunning piece and this line “The table for two that usually seemed too small threatens to devour me.” is gorgeous. Such a profound sense of loss and loneliness.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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It is good to be back. Just testing the waters after long absence. Thank you so much for your kind words!
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A piece full of loss, but the last line, for me, was uplifting – those memories will not be lost.
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Thank you, Iain.
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Beautiful, just beautiful.
And what a pleasure to see you writing and visiting again.
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Thank you s much!
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Beautifully executed. The voice is so poignant.
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Much appreciated, Sandra.
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Some really touching turns of phrase here – almost a bit lyrical.
Thanks for a great entry.
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Thank you for your kind words.
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May the dreams never die. A lovely piece.
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That is a wonderful line. Thank you.
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Invokes emotion. A depression. Well done!
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Glad you liked it, thank you.
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A lovely story filled with emotion, Lore’. My husband left us a couple years ago. I didn’t depend on him as I and his caregiver were more the ones he depended on at the last. He was 86 and had broken his hip several years before. He didn’t want an operation. We do miss him though. Welcome back. —- Suzanne
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Thank you, Suzanne. It is hard to cope with the loss of loved ones, but I guess we survive somehow.
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Lovely thoughtful piece.
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Oh Loré. Way to come back!
This was absolutely gorgeously written.
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It took me over 4 months to come back back again. 🙂 Thank you Dale!
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We take the time we need to!
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That kind of fear can take its toll. She is blessed he is still with her in her dreams. Hoping she is on a path to healing.
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The road is bumpy, to say at least. Thank you for reading.
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This is absolutely beautiful. This is poetry in fiction. Thank you!
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Thank YOU!
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Sometimes it is just too sad to try to look into the future. This is beautifully written.
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Glad you liked it, sorry it took me so long to reply.
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Your story touches deeply at the potential of loneliness, and the passage of time. How it “sneaks up on you.” Nicely done.
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Much appreciated.
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“It sneaked upon me yesterday…the realization I stopped crying.” Great line! You’ve captured not only the sense of loss but also the odd sense of guilt that comes with healing.
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You zeroed on everything I wanted to convey, thank you.
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Welcome back, Lore. This write gave me chills. The loss and the longing was palpable.
Beautifully written …
Isadora 😎
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I thought I was back, but 4 months later I still try to get back. Thank you, much appreciated!
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