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When the town’s beloved, elderly, and feisty Lucy Powell died suddenly at age 95, all wondered how to peer into her belongings. Miss Powell had no relatives yet alive and no family to inherit a lifetime of her history. Her family was her community and friends.
Slowly, close friends began to assimilate bits of China, old books, quilts, and other items
into their own homes. That was when the diary was discovered. Who should take it? Who should even open it?
A diary
can paint a picture of
unrequited love with hearts
broken, hearts renewed, and love lost then found. Finding a worn diary, fringed from fingers turning pages over decades, awed all who gathered around.
Finally, Old Ms Alda Franklin stepped forward. I will
take it. She and I shared so many
memories… All agreed.
When Alda settled down into her rocker with a cup of
tea, she opened the cover and began reading each page. She chuckled, cried, gasped,
and sighed until she read the last page:
My life had meaning and gave me reason to exist. Touching
others, being kind and generous, loving those who are unloved: that is the
essence of life.
To
all who turn these pages: Go! Make your
life count!
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This Wednesday, Make every moment count has posted 6 to 12 words to be used by any blogger who wish to enjoy a break from the serious stuff. Use these words to write fiction, prose, poetry, flash fiction, etc. Either post it on your own site and link it back to Every Moment or make your addition to her blog site comment section.
The underlined bold italicized words are this week's words. Hope you enjoyed how they were used.
Also, many thanks to Delores at Under the Porch Light who started this writing stir up, and to Elephant's Child who took up the the challenge. And also to River who grasped the baton to pass on, then to J. Blethers and now Every Moment. Brave bloggers, talented and devoted.
Go on with it! Fling yourself out into the unknown!
