This is my entry to Sue Vincent’s of Daily Echo #writephoto Knock.
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During the night Rachel felt so near to Mathew she thought she could reach out and touch him. Through her broken and intermittent sleep she also heard Lisa’s voice calling to her and the child Hope sending out strong homing vibes.
When the first rays of dawn shone in through the rafters Rachel awoke and for the first time since she had lost her baby she knew where, exactly where she had to go. She stood, first stretching her front legs and then her back legs.
Rachel left the derelict cottage and not deviating from what she heard in her head she set off towards the calling of Lisa and Hope.
After an hour and a halfs run she came to the old bridge arch’s, she crossed the stream and entered them. As scared as she was she walked to the back of the dark chamber untill she reached the door at the far end.
Looking at the strange old and devilishly looking knocker she raised it slowly she gave one, loud knock……
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Author: willowdot21
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Back in 2010 I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust. I will of been married 53yrs this comming year. I have found different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light.
My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and be as strong as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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I knew you would find a way 🙂
Well I really had to think about this one! 💜💝
But you did it 🙂
I did 🤗💖
Oh yes! These prompts are totally doing it for your story!!!
Yes I am so lucky Sue must be psychic 🤗💖
Totally!! Xx
you are having fun with this, aren’t you?
I really am does it show?🤗💖
Ooooh, what is she going to find behind the door? This is brilliant, Willow xx
I don’t know until I get the next photo Prompt Sis 💜
I hope it is kind to you xxx
Me too Sis 💜
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Again lots of great takes this week 💜