picture it & write Blind Sight Edition

I urge people to join in, comment with your paragraph of fiction to accompany the image. It doesn’t have to follow my story or reflect the same themes. It can be a poem or in a different language (provide a translation please :) ). Anyone who wants to join in, is welcome, click here to link back to original post.

Francis drove into her driveway, she looked over to her left spotting the swing, it was looking so old and in need of a new coat of paint. The memories of the times her children on that swing, how many times they had laughed, how many times they talked, how many tears  that swing had seen.

The memories brought a huge grin to her face, but also brought sadness to her eyes at realization that her children where no longer going to be that part of her life, her home as they now living their own lives and their own homes.  She wonders what she will do with all her free time now.  Maybe she should think about looking for work, even if it is part-time.

She got out of the car, walked over to the swing sat down and gently pushed the swing, gently swing back and forth.  She sat there swinging gently back and forth, lost in her thoughts and her memories. Never noticing how dark it had become or how late it was until she heard some foot steps, looking up she saw her husband; Ben, striding towards her.

Smiling widely, she stood up and walked toward him, kissed him and gave him a huge hug.  He asked “Is everything okay babes?”

Looking up at her husband “Of course, I am fine babes just remembering and realizing how old I have become honey.”  She replied

He grinned and chuckled ” Your are not old my sweet, you have matured into more spectacular and beautiful women than the day I first set eyes on you, now what has brought this on?”

“I feeling so old as the kids are grown, they have left home and I am just left wondering what is next for this out of work of mom.” replied Francis  “I just feel so useless now the kids have left home, them and you no longer need me anymore.”

Hugging her tight, he states “I will always need you babes, maybe not in the way you think.  Look at this way Francis we have the whole house to ourselves, I am sure we can find something to entertain ourselves.  Come on we can start now.”  Tugging her gently toward their front door, holder her close.

Francis suddenly wondered what her future would hold, but grinned as no matter what Ben and her relationship would see her through.

10 thoughts on “picture it & write Blind Sight Edition

  1. It must be hard letting go of children after spending so long with them. A great piece that reflects those feelings. Very sweet! Thanks for contributing this week to Picture it & write! 🙂

    – Ermisenda

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