Tag: Family
#WeekendCoffeeShare – What a Mess!
Good morning! Welcome to #WeekendCoffeeShare, a place where we share all that’s gone on during the week. Grab a drink and join me for a chat.
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#WeekendCoffeeShare -What’s been happening this week?
Good morning! Welcome to #WeekendCoffeeShare, a place where we share all that’s gone on during the week. Grab a drink and join me for a chat.
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What do you see # 175- How it used to be
Friday Thoughts – Stop it with the Grandeur
I was writing a post a few nights ago when all of a sudden came a knock at my door. Before I could say, “come in,” mom entered and announced, “I can’t sleep.” What was I supposed to do? Should I had sung her a lullaby? Read her a story? Counted sheep with her?
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Friday Thoughts – 3 Short Thoughts
Friday Thoughts – Only Matter when…
Even after enduring it for so long, I still find it sting every time I’m treated this way and yet, I still help them. What in heck is wrong with me?
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#Writephoto – Mushrooms on the Ground
What do you see # 136 – Hard Life
#Writephoto – The Good Daughter
What do you see # 126 – Rough Driving Conditions
Friday Fictioneers: One Bright Business Man
Friday Fictioneers: Apart for Now
Standing in the shadows in ripped jeans and hoodie, she watched his boy entered the building and before long, the apartment became lit in a dim orange glow.
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Friday Fictioneers: The Worst Day
Sitting alone at the table, I check my watch, 6:10. Why are they always late?
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Truthful Tuesday 01-25-2022
This week, on Truthful Tuesday, Frank from Thoughts and Theories asks:
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Friday Fictioneers: Wing Daughter
Emily tugs at her father’s shirt, “Daddy, who are you looking for?”
Her father smiles and picks her up, “Hey sweets, I was looking for you, who else? Did you enjoy story time with Ms. Rose?”
“Sure did, daddy.” Emily says then whispers, “Ms. Rose is over there, in case you’re wondering.” She winks.
He gives his daughter a look and wonders. How did my little girl come to know me so well? Before he can ponder further, Miss Rose strides over, “Hi,” she says.
“Uh hi.” He stutters. “I, I…”
“Daddy’s wondering if you wanna have coffee with him.”
(100 words)
Friday Fictioneers: 18 Christmases Later…
Angie stares at the Christmas lights in the rear-view mirror, waiting for the light to turn green, while a jazz rendition of “I’ll be Home for Christmas” plays softly on the radio.
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Friday Fictioneers: Secret Obsession
What I’m about to show you was my grandfather’s best-kept secret.
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Friday Fictioneers: Returning to Duneview
Duneview, more like Doomview, Liz thought as she maneuvers her car toward the town of Duneview, population 123.
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Friday Fictioneers: After the Storm
His paddle-board is all he had left. His house, car, and belongings, all gone when the 40-foot tsunami-wave came. He somehow survived by holding onto the paddle-board.
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Friday Fictioneers: Heart of Dare
Sometimes, having a daring heart isn’t a good thing.
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Weekly Thoughts #1: Useful Not Useless
I am starting a new series, one where I can share some random thoughts I have been having each week. For this inaugural post, I’m titling it “Useful Not Useless”.
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Friday Fictioneers: Bittersweet Moments
It’s easy to forget things sometimes like the fact that just five years ago, I was living in the van that’s now gathering dust in my driveway, that whenever I’d go in for job interviews and scribble a random address on the form, that I might be the luckiest person in the world.
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This is Another Story 