Twittering Tales #112 – 27 November 2018

Time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creativity. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!

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Photo montage Pixabay. One by pasja1000 (Senior Couple) and the other by StockSnap (Children)

Their twin grandchildren walked everywhere with them, always a few paces in front.
The gap increased each year that passed.
Their daughter, and her husband, had been killed outright in a head on crash 8 months into her pregnancy.
The first responder wept as she declared all 4 dead.

(280 characters)

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Twittering Tales #110 – 13 November 2018

Time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creativity. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!

sheep-3727049_1280By KleineKiwi at Pixabay.com

Laura the lamb was really embarrassed. 
Late for school, yet again!
It was bad enough that her Mum insisted on taking her every day, always waiting outside the gates, there for everyone to see.
No other Mum had 2 bodies;  and why did the legs always try to go in different directions?

(280 characters)

 

Twittering Tales #102 – Broken Barbies – 18 September 2018

It’s time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creative souls. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

barbie-dolls-blond-broken-1376771Photo by Skitterphotos at Pexels.com

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here.

Firstly Kat wrote her story:

Smart Girls

“This is exactly how I found them Doctor. I don’t know what to think! Should I be worried that my sweet daughter has mangled her Barbie dolls?”
“Have you asked her?”
“I did. She told me she hated Barbie. Who hates Barbie?”
“Smart little girls, Mrs. Jones. I hope you’re listening.”

~kat

(278 Characters)

Smart Girls Part 2

I was not convinced by the doctor’s comments, so I asked for a second opinion.  A lovely lady offered her services pro bono.

“Don’t worry Mrs Jones,” she said. “Have you checked the liquor cabinet? I think all young girls lose their heads some times. She just got a little legless!”

(277 characters)

Sunday sayings #50

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and here is a valuable lesson – source unknown

I was out walking with my 4½ year-old son.

He picked something off the ground and started to put it in his mouth. I took the item away from him and I asked him not to do that.

“Why?” my son asked.

“Because it’s been on the ground; you don’t know where it’s been, it’s dirty and probably has germs”, I replied.

At this point my son looked at me with total admiration and asked,  “Mum, how do you know all this stuff? You are so smart.”

I was thinking quickly and replied,  “All mums know this stuff. It’s on the Mum Test. You have to know it or they don’t let you be a Mum.”

We walked along in silence for 2 or 3 minutes and he was evidently pondering this new information.

“Oh….I get it!” he beamed.  “So if you don’t pass the test you have to be the Dad.”

“Exactly.” I replied with a big smile on my face!

 

Happy Sunday – Especially for non mothers.

I wrote in my earlier post today that “The joys of becoming a Mum must, for most women, be the absolute pinnacle of their life. Something we men cannot even begin to imagine.”

An even harder thing to imagine is the absolute pain and anguish of not being able to have children when your mind and body is telling you that you need to have a baby, you must have a baby, you desperately want to be a Mum.

I cannot even begin to understand how awful that must be and how helpless those ladies must feel.

Then, of course, there are those who choose not to have children, for whatever reason. My daughter is amongst these as she is severely epileptic, and has other health issues. She took the decision, very early on, not to have children.

I wrote the following a few days ago, having met an old friend, a lovely lady who I know would have dearly loved to have had children but, sadly, never did.

 

She would have been the perfect mum, but that was not to be.

She dreamed of babes, and sleepless nights, that she would never see.

She kept alive her forlorn hope for twenty years and more,

but deep down in her heart she knew, she really knew the score!

 

She always was the perfect aunt to many girls and boys.

She lavished them with love and hugs and far too many toys,

but deep down in her heart she knew, it sometimes made her glum.

She really knew that she was meant to be the perfect Mum.