Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “more than a hundred.” Write your post inspired by something you have more than a hundred of in your home right now. Enjoy!
There is a wardrobe in the spare room and the bottom of it is filled with photos. Weddings, holidays, parties, funerals, days out, parents, grandparents, grandchildren, friends, families , funerals, happy days and desparate days 💜
All life is here. An Acrostic Poem
Pleasing memories linger Hopefully they multiply and evolve One triggers this another that. Time is caught in a feathered cap. Onwards they march waking feelings as they Go, swelling with captured love. Repeating what has gone before A silly face here a false smile Placating hidden fears Hoping against hope for better years Sound not needed, silent pictures
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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45 thoughts on “The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Aug. 29/2020”
Yes they are close to my heart especially because my ex husband of 21 years will not release any photos of my children to me. Sorry to get personal, but is the reason I have 100’s of photos. They are mine too, no one can take them from me. I adore the memories God has given me! I pray one day he will release a thumb drive to me with all my kids baby pics on it. Super important to me! Blessings! 💕🤍💕
I cannot understand why someone would ever be so cruel . I do hope you do get your photos it is such an unbearable deprivation.💜💜💜
It is very much, I have just had to learn to accept it as it is. He is sick with alcoholism as I once was. He hasn’t found his way out. So I just pray for him to find what I have. I have known him since the 4th grade. His dad is the pastor of the church I grew up in. So you can imagine the distress they feel. We all just pray he makes it back around. You can’t compete with addiction. God will have to do the breaking, and we all just pray and wait! So I love my pictures I have now. I hold them so very close to my heart! Have an awesome weekend! 💜💜💜
I am so sorry, you are right you can compete with an addiction, be it drugs, gambling, alcohol whatever the addiction wins until the addict is ready to Escape…. Thank God you did. Life can be so hard send you lots of love, have a great weekend too 💜
I love having real photos. I have lots of my Mum’s and my Grandmother’s. One day I’ll sort them out. Then one day I might print off some of the best digital ones we have. One day lol. Great acrostic.
I love my real photos, we could not afford too many when we were younger as the processing was exspensive. So those we took were prescious. Nowadays we click click all the time 😂
What a lovely photo, Willow. I’ve recently been going through a box of old photos that my last remaining aunt has. She’s retelling me some precious memories. Some of the photos have appeared on my blog.
I was talking to Hubby the other day about our photographs. We put together a variety of collages and had them hanging up in the cottage and then redone and blue tacked to the boat walls. We’ve got loads in the roof but haven’t got round to doing anything with them. They’ll be pics of me with short hair, and pics of Hubby with hair period. Happy days.
Great post Willow.
Thank you Maggie I love my old photos, that’s part of the family in the front garden, taken by my eldest sister, Teresa Mary. That’s me at the front in my Dad’s arms, to the left my brother J.P then the taller Anthony Conrad, Mum in the middle, Mary Anne, then Frances Jane (Frankie) there were three others but they had died by then. 💜
willowdot21 
This is great!
Thank you, there is something about real photos isn’t there, memories you can touch.
Yes they are close to my heart especially because my ex husband of 21 years will not release any photos of my children to me. Sorry to get personal, but is the reason I have 100’s of photos. They are mine too, no one can take them from me. I adore the memories God has given me! I pray one day he will release a thumb drive to me with all my kids baby pics on it. Super important to me! Blessings! 💕🤍💕
I cannot understand why someone would ever be so cruel . I do hope you do get your photos it is such an unbearable deprivation.💜💜💜
It is very much, I have just had to learn to accept it as it is. He is sick with alcoholism as I once was. He hasn’t found his way out. So I just pray for him to find what I have. I have known him since the 4th grade. His dad is the pastor of the church I grew up in. So you can imagine the distress they feel. We all just pray he makes it back around. You can’t compete with addiction. God will have to do the breaking, and we all just pray and wait! So I love my pictures I have now. I hold them so very close to my heart! Have an awesome weekend! 💜💜💜
I am so sorry, you are right you can compete with an addiction, be it drugs, gambling, alcohol whatever the addiction wins until the addict is ready to Escape…. Thank God you did. Life can be so hard send you lots of love, have a great weekend too 💜
Great poem for a fantastic prompt!
Thank Sis, how are you today 💜
It’s a rainy Saturday, Sis. I’m snuggled on the sofa with a book 🥰
How are you? 🥰
I am in bed , will get up soon. Not been a great week due to pain but seeing the surgeons Tuesday hopefully get an operation date 🤞 how was school 💜
Fingers crossed, Sis 🤞🏼
We’re as prepared as we can be. Roll on Tuesday, I guess! 💚
Yes for both of us 💜
Lovely poem 😊
Thank you ☺️💜
I love having real photos. I have lots of my Mum’s and my Grandmother’s. One day I’ll sort them out. Then one day I might print off some of the best digital ones we have. One day lol. Great acrostic.
I love my real photos, we could not afford too many when we were younger as the processing was exspensive. So those we took were prescious. Nowadays we click click all the time 😂
What a lovely photo, Willow. I’ve recently been going through a box of old photos that my last remaining aunt has. She’s retelling me some precious memories. Some of the photos have appeared on my blog.
I love old photos too and am always delighted when my sisters send me old photos of family memories 💜
Sweet poem, lovely photo. “Time is caught in a feathered cap”, I like that.
That’s most of family out in the front garden with eldest sister taking it 💜
I was talking to Hubby the other day about our photographs. We put together a variety of collages and had them hanging up in the cottage and then redone and blue tacked to the boat walls. We’ve got loads in the roof but haven’t got round to doing anything with them. They’ll be pics of me with short hair, and pics of Hubby with hair period. Happy days.
Great post Willow.
Thank you , we don’t treasure digital photos like we do real ones. We just click and have hundreds. I do love looking through them 💜
What a wonderful way to handle the prompt. I have over 100 photos, too. So many memories! Lovely post, Willow!
Thank you Maggie I love my old photos, that’s part of the family in the front garden, taken by my eldest sister, Teresa Mary. That’s me at the front in my Dad’s arms, to the left my brother J.P then the taller Anthony Conrad, Mum in the middle, Mary Anne, then Frances Jane (Frankie) there were three others but they had died by then. 💜
What a lovely family! ❤️
Thank you Mum and Dad long gone , and sadly Mary too, she was a lovely lady and a senior nursing sister 💜
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Super, Willow.
Thank you John, I love old Photos 💜
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Your creativity is inspiring. Beautiful … sound not needed
Thank you so much 💜
This is lovely, Willow. Photographs do bring us all over the place, don’t they? Emotionally and physically.
Yes indeed they do, this prompt really resonated with me 💜
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Nice poem and it’s true about old photos evoking memories and feelings.
I really love old photos, the all tell a story .💜
I do love these kinds of photos.
Me too they are life 💜
I enjoyed both your poem and the photo, Willow. So endearing!!💗💗💗
Thanks the photo is most of the family years ago, I am the little girl in my Dad’s arms taken by my eldest sister 💜
So sweet! 😍
Love the way you have written this.
Thank you 💜