He had been in the house for as long as anyone could remember. Witnessed three proposals, many a stolen moments of lust, one birth, two deaths numerous arguments and one nasty case of a fist fight.
Yes you could say he was part of the furniture. He was at home in every room and comfortable with each new generation. So it was rather a shock to overhear them speaking of him in the past tense. He’d done well, had a good run, but now he had outlived his use , past his best. However nicely it was couched he was unsettled by this line of talk.
To his utter shock he found himself out in the garden under the apple tree by the dustbins. It wasn’t too bad it was Summer and the cat and the dog were happy to join him in the shade.
It was the third day that he’d been out there when the young couple came over to talk to him they spoke in glowing terms about him. Then they went up to the house and spoke in enthusiastic terms to his latest couple who seemed very happy to meet the young couple.
Later that day he was heaved up into a red van and driven a short distance to the shops. He spent the night in the van…not happy in the dark not even a dog or cat for company.
In the morning he was move into a bright and busy place with coffee tables, music , wooden floors and lots of people.
“I love him” , he heard the young woman say to her partner “the perfect center piece for our retro café, yup the perfect couch.”
Once again he was in the thick of it part of bustling café / bar life.
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. Eleven years ago 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 " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update 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 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find 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 ??
I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) 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 as strongly 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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28 thoughts on “The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS August 31/19”
Aw! Who knew couches had feelings? 💜
Well of course , and that are so put upon and sat upon 🥴😀😀💚💜💜
They are definitely sat upon!!!
Yes lol 💜
Glad he wasn’t left alone. He’s found a new home. Loved your take on the prompt.
Thank you I have this stupid habit of giving inanimate objects feelings 🥴 I am glad you liked it 💜💜
I wouldn’t call that stupid. It’s just a measure of a writer’s creativity and imagination. 😉 Hope you have a great weekend, Willow. I hope that’s the name you go by!?
willow yes that’s me 💜 so far I am having a great weekend, tomorrow we are seeing our son and his eldest son. I hope you are having na great weekend too💜
Glad to know that, Willow. Hope you have a great time. I’m having a great weekend as well.
Thank you we’ve had a lovely day 💜
Willow, I do the same thing! 😄❤️
Do you Betty, isn’t it good to know we are not alone 💜💜💜
Yes! One time we were driving home and I saw this throw pillow on the side of the road. It looked so forlorn I made my husband circle around and stop so I could rescue the pillow! (It was old and musty so I eventually had to throw it away.)
Also, our cars through the years, among other things, lol! Glad I’m not alone. ❤️❤️❤️
You are not, I have real job getting rid of old toys, kitchen utensils, anything at all I feel it is a sentiant being …. God help us! 💜💜💜
That was very nice
Thank you 💜
Cute. He got a second life…
He certainly did , a reprieve 💜💜
My poor red couch, purchased in 2003 has lived in our summer house since about July 2011. So, still sees life but its cold, sometimes has a bike, dirt, deckchairs, toys on it. it also has no television. this is the first time I’ve felt guilty at relegating it to the summerhouse, haha
Lol , well at least it’s not out side in the wet 💜💜
Ha ha, yes very true! X
Awww, happy ending! 😊❤️
Yes indeed we all need happy endings 😀😀💜💜
Really nice. At first I thought you were talking about a dog. Glad it was a couch.
Lol 😃, I love dogs too much to write a sad dog story 💜💜