Friday, July 17, 2015

Prompt 48 - Weekend Wordle #7

For this post I am linking up with Prompt 48 - Weekend Wordle #7.  The challenge is to write poetry or prose whatever length desired using at least three of the following words:  truth, suffer, visit, own, neighbor, miles, step, imagine, admire, sensible.

That day the sensible thing for Sarah to do was to stay home and get started on making the freezer jam from the flat of strawberries she'd picked yesterday morning.  As she pondered how many batches of jam she would need to make, the phone's ringing interrupted her train of thought.

At first Sarah thought it might be Lucille, her elderly neighbor, calling to offer to come give her moral support in making the jam.   Although Lucille wasn't able to do a lot of cooking now, she liked to encourage homemaking skills in the younger women, especially in those things which she had so much experience, like making jam.  This sweet neighbor reminded Sarah of her own grandmother who lived in another state, whom she rarely got to see.

When Sarah answered the phone, she was surprised to hear Mary's voice instead.  Mary was Lucille's only daughter.  She lived in a nearby town, about 15 miles away.  Mary checked on Lucille daily, either by calling or making a visit.  Lucille occasionally had a TIA, and today she didn't answer the phone.  After Mary explained the situation to Sarah, she asked if she could go check on her Mom.  Sarah assured Mary that she would do that immediately.   Sarah and Mary had become pretty close friends over the years, and Sarah had come to admire Mary for the devoted daughter she was to Lucille.  Sarah and Mary had talked about the difficulties older people have when they are living alone.  The truth of the matter was that they both knew it was just a matter of time before Lucille would no longer be able to live by herself.

After Sarah hung up the receiver, she could just imagine her dear friend Lucille on the floor unable to get up.  She would not want her friend to suffer in any way.  Certainly, she could not, not step-up-to-the plate now.  The strawberries could wait, indefinitely if needs be.


4 comments:

  1. Very sad story ! ifelt my tthroat choking

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    1. These kind of situations generally are sad. Thank you for viewing my post.

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  2. How caring this neighbour. The strawberries would surely have to wait. That's what this world needs more neighbours like that

    Much love...

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    1. I have been fortunate to have many good neighbors, and have tried to be a good neighbor as well. Lives and people's feelings are so much more important than things.

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