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One Ordinary Day

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Today I walk to the post office to mail a holiday greeting card. Since Christmas Day is past, it may appear a little late, but not really. In my native country, the Christmas season doesn’t end until the Feast of the Epiphany on the first Sunday of the year. Besides, I know the recipient will understand.

It’s 10:30 a.m. The sun is up and shining bright, but with the temperature hovering in the upper 30s, there’s hardly any pedestrians and dog walkers in sight. By contrast, the main street is busy with anxious drivers eager to beat the red light. They show impatience and don’t hesitate to blow their horns at so-called Sunday and holiday drivers who get in the way.

The post office is a mile from my house. As I saunter on the way, I ponder on the year that’s about to end. What an uneventful year it was! It would be remembered mostly as the year my mother passed away in the Philippines. I wasn’t able to attend the funeral. Since I live in the U.S., I could only wish my sister had given me more time to book and prepare for the trip. Scheduling the burial five days after her death just didn’t cut it. Needless to say, it made me angry and sad.

It’s my fervent hope that the coming year will bring peace to our family. May it allow us to rise above our petty differences and learn to forgive and forget and move on. After all, we’re family and there’s nothing we can do about it.

After mailing the card at the post office, I have decided to go to the nearby food court for my favorite comfort food. On a cold day like this nothing compares to a hot noodle soup. Bon appétit!

December 28, 2019 at 2:51 pm Leave a comment

Oh Dear!

For Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Challenge: 8 November 2019

Ronda Del Boccio
Photo Credit: Ronda Del Boccio

 
Kyle came home late from the office looking real tired and hungry. By then, Ellen had gone to work the evening shift at the hospital.

“Oh dear!” he sighed seeing the dirty dishes in the sink.

Early in their relationship, he and Ellen had agreed that whoever cooked didn’t have to do the dishes. Since Ellen did the cooking, Kyle knew he was it.

As he warmed his food, Kyle took a second look at the pile seemingly begging for attention. Realizing that it wasn’t high enough, he ate his dinner in peace. For sure, it could wait another day.

November 6, 2019 at 2:29 pm 36 comments

A Birthday Wish

For Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Challenge: 23 August 2019

Dale Rogerson
Photo Credit: Dale Rogerson

 
It was Dorothy’s birthday. The surprise party at the hospital cafeteria where she worked could barely lift her spirits.

Early this year, her husband died and their home for twenty years was lost in the recent wildfire.

Surrounded by co-workers, Dorothy felt so alone wishing her only son Ryan was around. But he was serving in Afghanistan.

“Hey mom!” A familiar voice startled her. It belonged to Ryan who got a pass from the military.

Mother and son rushed to each other and hugged so tight they wouldn’t let go.

It was a moment that left those around them teary-eyed.

August 21, 2019 at 8:38 am 42 comments

Beating the Odds

For Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Challenge: 16 August 2019

Jan Wayne Fields
Photo Credit: Jan Wayne Fields

 
Ten years ago, Laura thought of finding her prince in Eric.

Her close friends begged to disagree. They regarded him as a player who used his good looks and charm to get his way with women.

Still, Laura saw something good in him. Against their advice, she took a leap of faith and decided to marry Eric thinking she could change him.

She was glad to follow her heart. Eric beat the odds and proved to be a great husband and father to their two kids.

If only he knew how fix a broken gazebo, it would have been perfect.

August 14, 2019 at 9:21 am 44 comments

The Hero

For Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Challenge: 3 March 2017

Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Photo Credit: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

“Don’t let Anna come visit me,” Charles told his daughter Elsa.

“But dad. You‘re her hero.”

“Dammit. I don’t want her to remember me like this.”

Anna was his granddaughter. A retired former Marine, he taught her to be a fighter, to believe in herself, and to face her disability head on.

Confined in the ICU with tubes inserted in his body, he was a shell of his former self. He could no longer be strong for her.

But Anna couldn’t be denied. She went to see him anyway. She was there for him holding his hand as he passed.

March 1, 2017 at 10:31 am 48 comments

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