Tell us why you’re overjoyed that “the one that got away” got away.
Write a list of 5 or 10 sentences that begin with the words “no one ever asked me,” then, write about one of them in detail, or use them all in a poem, or use several in a personal description of yourself.
If you could change the alphabet, what would you do?
Tell us about a day you were sure you wouldn’t get through.
Have you ever had to deal with a dire situation completely on your own?
I went through a six year period like that and the memory of it recently resurfaced.
This poem was written as a catharsis.
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I’ll be fine, Eugi. 🙂 It was a horrible memory that resurfaced, but. thanks to the cathartic effect of writing about it, it will soon go back into its hidey hole. I’m sorry you also had to suffer though difficult times, but then, I guess everyone does. Thanks for coming by!
Thank you John. These memories were dredged up when I was composing my previous post, then I saw your prompt and the words just flowed, almost automatically. Good therapy. Thanks Doc! 😀 It was a terrible time, from 2010-2016, as I dealing with my parents’ end of life. Imagine being 2500 miles away from home (in a foreign country, where I didn’t know the regulations regarding Medicare,HMOs, estate management, etc.) and no siblings to share the burden. The stress was unbelievable, but “Whatever doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger”, as they say. 💪
Oh, my Debbie! I’m sorry the pain of that situation reared its ugly head. How can I help? I certainly will keep you in my prayers. I hope you can push the memories of the past back in a safe place and can’t hurt you anymore. Maybe, you can look for the good in the situation or see things you learned that made you stronger or better. I have felt alone at times but I knew that I never was. I just had to find my way out of that state of mind. It certainly is an easy trap to fall in to. I hope you never, ever feel that way again, and if you do you have a wonderful network of friends ready to help. Your passion for writing and photography are excellent outlets to give you an escape when you need to. You’re brave to meet these things head on and you know, someone may benefit from what you share. xo
I’ll be fine, Cathy. 🙂 I was working on the previous post and mentioned my time in San Diego when the memories came flooding back. The intensity surprised me, as it was years ago. Then I saw John’s prompt and the words just flowed, almost automatically. Good therapy! 🙂 It was a terrible time, from 2010-2016, as I dealing with my parents’ end of life. Imagine being 2500 miles away from home (in a foreign country, where I didn’t know the regulations regarding Medicare ,HMOs, estate management, etc.) and no siblings to share the burden. Thankfully, hubby was able to keep running my dog business at home, with the help of two friends, plus I was in a beautiful place. 🌴 As I always say, “Whatever doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger” and what I learned from this was that I was capable of more than I ever imagined. 💪 I really appreciate your lovely and kind words, my friend. 💖
I remember reading past posts of this time and I can’t even imagine how difficult it was for you but I think you’re right, we are made strong by situations. Thankfully your hubby was able to juggle your dog business without losing it in the process of all the other stress. Have a peaceful, beautiful Easter weekend, Debbie! xo
I felt that pang while reading this lyrical piece of writing dear Debbie. Been there many times and all it’s taught me is to be stronger, wiser and heal from all the wounds that surface.
I have loved that last quote on kindness forever. Thanks for the reminder.
Thank you, Natasha! 💖 I agree, surviving difficult times does make us stronger and I also believe writing about them relieves the pain, somewhat. These memories were dredged up while composing my previous post, and when I saw John’s prompt, the words just flowed. In a day or two, they’ll go back into their hidey hole. 🙂
I am sorry you went through six years of difficulties that you had deal with on your own. I’ve dealt with difficult situations as well. Situations I’d rather not talk about. It is true that people don’t know and don’t understand, and they don’t have to, but at least be kind.
Thank you, Thomas. It was a nightmarish time, but I did shed a little light in my previous post about living in San Diego, on and off. I was 4000 km away from home and dealing with my parents’ end of life. No siblings to share the burden, but at least my husband and a couple of friends held the fort in looking after the dog business while I was gone.
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Great use of the prompt and it probably felt good to get those words down. Very heartfelt poem.
Thank you, Bernie! 🙂 The words almost wrote themselves…
Sometimes they just do. And sometimes they refuse to enter into a vision.
Opening up your past and your soul in the process results in powerful words indeed, Debbie. Well done.
Best wishes, Pete.
Thank you, Pete! It was cathartic. 🙂
A beautiful poem. Well done!
Thank you, Peter. 🙂 It practically wrote itself.
Debbie, I hope things get better for you. I’ve had times like that in my life too. Stay blessed.
I’ll be fine, Eugi. 🙂 It was a horrible memory that resurfaced, but. thanks to the cathartic effect of writing about it, it will soon go back into its hidey hole. I’m sorry you also had to suffer though difficult times, but then, I guess everyone does. Thanks for coming by!
I totally understand how triggers can happen. Feel better my friend. x
Oh, I know you do. 💖 Thanks, Deb! The intensity of it caught me by surprise, as it was years ago.
All I can say is, prayers are up.
Thank you, Christopher. These memories come and go, but this one packed a wallop! At least writing about it helps and it will soon fade again. 🙂
Liked your take Debbie.
Thank you! 🙂 I liked yours as well.
Your poem says it all; I don’t feel I need to know the details of what brought it on, just that it’s been there all this time. You’re in my thoughts.
Thank you John. These memories were dredged up when I was composing my previous post, then I saw your prompt and the words just flowed, almost automatically. Good therapy. Thanks Doc! 😀 It was a terrible time, from 2010-2016, as I dealing with my parents’ end of life. Imagine being 2500 miles away from home (in a foreign country, where I didn’t know the regulations regarding Medicare,HMOs, estate management, etc.) and no siblings to share the burden. The stress was unbelievable, but “Whatever doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger”, as they say. 💪
Oh, my Debbie! I’m sorry the pain of that situation reared its ugly head. How can I help? I certainly will keep you in my prayers. I hope you can push the memories of the past back in a safe place and can’t hurt you anymore. Maybe, you can look for the good in the situation or see things you learned that made you stronger or better. I have felt alone at times but I knew that I never was. I just had to find my way out of that state of mind. It certainly is an easy trap to fall in to. I hope you never, ever feel that way again, and if you do you have a wonderful network of friends ready to help. Your passion for writing and photography are excellent outlets to give you an escape when you need to. You’re brave to meet these things head on and you know, someone may benefit from what you share. xo
I’ll be fine, Cathy. 🙂 I was working on the previous post and mentioned my time in San Diego when the memories came flooding back. The intensity surprised me, as it was years ago. Then I saw John’s prompt and the words just flowed, almost automatically. Good therapy! 🙂 It was a terrible time, from 2010-2016, as I dealing with my parents’ end of life. Imagine being 2500 miles away from home (in a foreign country, where I didn’t know the regulations regarding Medicare ,HMOs, estate management, etc.) and no siblings to share the burden. Thankfully, hubby was able to keep running my dog business at home, with the help of two friends, plus I was in a beautiful place. 🌴 As I always say, “Whatever doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger” and what I learned from this was that I was capable of more than I ever imagined. 💪 I really appreciate your lovely and kind words, my friend. 💖
I remember reading past posts of this time and I can’t even imagine how difficult it was for you but I think you’re right, we are made strong by situations. Thankfully your hubby was able to juggle your dog business without losing it in the process of all the other stress. Have a peaceful, beautiful Easter weekend, Debbie! xo
I felt that pang while reading this lyrical piece of writing dear Debbie. Been there many times and all it’s taught me is to be stronger, wiser and heal from all the wounds that surface.
I have loved that last quote on kindness forever. Thanks for the reminder.
Lovely piece of soul stirring writing. <3
Thank you, Natasha! 💖 I agree, surviving difficult times does make us stronger and I also believe writing about them relieves the pain, somewhat. These memories were dredged up while composing my previous post, and when I saw John’s prompt, the words just flowed. In a day or two, they’ll go back into their hidey hole. 🙂
I am sorry you went through six years of difficulties that you had deal with on your own. I’ve dealt with difficult situations as well. Situations I’d rather not talk about. It is true that people don’t know and don’t understand, and they don’t have to, but at least be kind.
Thank you, Thomas. It was a nightmarish time, but I did shed a little light in my previous post about living in San Diego, on and off. I was 4000 km away from home and dealing with my parents’ end of life. No siblings to share the burden, but at least my husband and a couple of friends held the fort in looking after the dog business while I was gone.
That is very difficult. I am sorry you had to go through that.
Thank you, Thomas. Life goes on… 🙂