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Seeing the beauty of today reminds me to love what I have
Thinking of what I had in the past frees what I see today
Remembrance of the past, its beauty, helps build hope for the future
©2022 CBialczak Poetry
Think about all the things you can do differently in your life moving forward, not what could have been done differently in the past.
©2022 CBialczak
Fandango asks us a “tricky” question each week. Find this week’s here
If you could have a second chance at just one event in your life, what would you choose? What would you do differently? How do you think your life would be different now?
I have a few things that come to mind, of course. I think the one thing that stands out most about my adult life is moving when my kids were little. When Lindsay was born we had bought a house down near the water. We were about 6 blocks from the beach. We had a small-ish yard but bigger than most around us. My husband at the time didn’t get along with the neighbors. Mostly he didn’t get along them because they were really arrogant. They acted like they were better than us. Anyhow, I wanted to move. I didn’t know what we had.
I don’t regret completely moving. I regret it because my kids always wanted to have stayed. I regret it because I wanted to live near the water. I also wonder how my life, and my kids lives, could have been different. Would my son not have been bullied? Would my daughter have had more confidence because she felt like she was liked by her peers? The reason I don’t regret it is for one of my very best friends I had in my other home. I have so many reasons I could say about it now….now that I am a bit older and a bit wiser.
It makes me sad to have regrets. I have to remember that nothing can be changed from the past. Only good decisions can be made moving forward. I have to say that although I have had many changes, good and bad, I do love my home now and look forward to staying in it forever.
Christine of Stine Writing is our hostess for the Simply 6 Minutes photo challenge.
What a charming picture we have to work with this week!
Image: https://www.moillusions.com
This was her sanctuary,
A place where no-one entered,
No-one interfered,
No-one dared.
As she played,
She was protected
By an unseen force,
A shrouded entity.
Her world was simple,
Her pleasures equally so,
Childish pastimes,
Innocence personified.
Passive in her surroundings,
Anger and disillusion
Absorbed and dispersed,
A mother of sorts
Caring for her child,
Unseen except
From a distance.
61 words
It was, to the little girl, an ordinary day. Julie’s mother sent her out to the yard to play while she did the ironing. Being eight months pregnant with her third child, ironing took its toll and frequent trips to the bathroom left a hot iron in a dangerous position.
Julie was delighted, loved being free in the yard to play. Her imagination soared as she placed the various rocks and pebbles around on the table. She was serving tea to her imaginary friends.
What was not noticed by her was a threatening skull moving slowly sneaking up behind her, watching. She only let out one small scream but that was not heard by her mother.
Time’s up😲
***
It was, to the little girl, an ordinary day. Julie’s mother sent her out to the yard to play while she did the ironing. Being eight months pregnant with her third child, ironing took its toll and frequent trips to the bathroom left a hot iron in a dangerous position.
Julie was delighted, loved being free in the yard to play. Her imagination soared as she placed the various rocks and pebbles around on the table. She was serving tea to her imaginary friends.
What was not noticed by her was a threatening skull moving slowly sneaking up behind her, watching. She only let out one small scream but that was not heard by her mother.
Time’s up😲
***
Stine Writing 
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