Wednesday, June 20, 2018

Wednesday's words

This rotating celebration of words and the magic they make was begun to encourage creative writing. Each week a selection of prompts are posted, which can be words, phrases, music or an image. What is created with those prompts is up to the writer and imagination: a short story, prose, a song, a poem, or whatever they make the writer think of. Some creative minds put their creations in comments on the post, and others post on their own blog. If you enjoy reading their words, please comment to encourage. This month Lee will be providing the prompts. [All of the prompt words are in bold italics.]  Stellar, Resourceful, Frivolous, Revelation, Catastrophe, Perspective, Potential, Embodiment, Euphoria, Jeopardize, Unite, Groundswell.
      She had always been a stellar student before her parents were divorced.  After that, the resulting family turmoil and instability caused her grades to drop drastically for a few years.  As resourceful as her mother had been to provide for her, she still found herself wishing for some of the less frivolous necessities for school that her classmates enjoyed.  Things like a statistical calculator.

     When she became an adult, it had been an unpleasant revelation to learn of the infidelities of both her parents during much of her childhood.  The last one that had brought a catastrophic end to their marriage had put things into perspective for all of them.  She had once thought that her parents were the embodiment of love and a happy marriage.  That illusion vanished just as quickly as the sense of security she once had at home.

     The euphoria she used to feel within the walls of her bedroom, with a new book to read, snuggled with her cat and dog on her bed was gone forever.  The excitement for new towns to explore with every Volksmarch in Germany.  Suddenly her sense of security was jeopardized by rules that changed every day.  Every so often, her brother and step-sister would unite together with her like the Three Musketeers.

     But at night, the sobs would rise up in an overwhelming groundswell of loss for the childhood she once imagined she had.

5 comments:

  1. A sad fate for many children of divorce, It's a hurt that never quite goes away.

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  2. A sad story that is no doubt reenacted every day.

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  3. So often, and too often this is the case...life, unfortunately, is not always picture-book perfect.

    Well done, Cindi...thanks for your heartfelt participation. :)

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  4. The loss of family values is becoming too much of a normality in this day and age. I personally loved my Beautiful lady -Wife to bits she was my Best Friend. SAD Story..

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