I spent every childhood summer at my grandmother’s house, the house my father grew up in. It’s a small, but charming house which sits just across the banks of Lake Oneida, or as my family and I affectionately call it, “Grandma’s Lake” in Bridgeport, New York. Every year we would travel from wherever we wereContinue reading “WRITTEN MEMORIES”
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Writing in Loving Memory
It’s July 1. I created a tradition for myself where I spend the month of July working on my Dad’s stories for him posthumously. I also step out of my own comfort zone and work on stories that he would enjoy. It’s always an emotional process for me, but one I look forward to eachContinue reading “Writing in Loving Memory”
Wrapping My Arms Around Wisdom
It wasn’t until a few years ago when I finally understood what it meant, and how important it was, to pray for wisdom. In The Voice translation, Proverbs 3:18 describes wisdom this way: She is like a tree that produces a satisfied life for anyone who can wrap their arms around her; happiness waits for anyContinue reading “Wrapping My Arms Around Wisdom”
My Scars are a Little Less Ugly
Being able to help someone else through my experience makes every scar I have a little easier to look at.
Sunday Photo Fiction – The Bicycle Basket (200 Words)
Visiting the charming, quaint tea house in her small town was Claire’s favorite Saturday morning ritual. She rode, the basket filled with fresh flowers she picked along the way. Her routine was the same. She would lock up her bike, then head inside for a cup of English Breakfast Tea. Patricia, the owner of theContinue reading “Sunday Photo Fiction – The Bicycle Basket (200 Words)”
Sealed and Unopened (Dedicated to my Dad this Father’s Day)
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Every year for Father’s Day, I set out to find the perfect Father’s Day card for my dad. For him and I, this card expressed our relationship. It never had Thomas Kinkaide artwork on it (though he really liked him) nor did it have something about him being the World’s…
She Laughs and my Soul Sings
She laughs and it makes my soul sing. The sound, forgotten and lost in her darkness, has finally found its way back. I welcome it gratefully with open arms. I close my eyes and suddenly, it’s the only sound I hear. I record the sound in my memory. I don’t want this music to end,-Continue reading “She Laughs and my Soul Sings”
Sunday Photo Fiction – Escape (200 words)
goal was to write a 200 word story inspired by the image (photo courtesy of morguefile) https://sundayphotofiction.com/author/donnamcnicol/ He was tired of trying to make her happy. When did she get so bitter? She was not the same girl he had married years ago. He didn’t know who she was anymore. He only knew one thingContinue reading “Sunday Photo Fiction – Escape (200 words)”
AGAPE – A Lesson from Ruth
Agape. This is a Greek word usually associated with God’s love for man. This word describes charity, unconditional love at its fullest, a love which offers sacrificing for the good of another person, a full and pure form of love. Yes, it certainly defines God’s love for us as His children, but for the purposeContinue reading “AGAPE – A Lesson from Ruth”
Sunday Photo Fiction – The Tree (200 Words)
Sunday Photo Fiction Writing Prompt
200 Words
