A blink

33 A Blink

Our eyes meet as the paramedics jog the gurney away from me down the dreadfully long hall hurrying toward the waiting ambulance. I attempt a reassuring aspect but fail miserably. His color changes from pasty white to gray in an instant. He struggles to breathe. I hold my breath. I swallow a sob as I see the life fade from his eyes.

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The Opportunity

Portrait of beautiful girl on black background. Fashion illustraRain droplets on my windshield obscure her face, it’s her platinum blond hair that catches my eye. I have a quick impression of a young woman, possibly a college student? A stylish, chunky knit hat is pulled tight to her brows against the frosty rain. The hat sports a pompom the size of a grapefruit and softly bobs with each advancing step. A vibrant red parka draws my attention and that of the other travelers stopped at the matching red traffic light. Read more

Secret Santa

Secret SantaPick a classmate’s name out of a bowl, keep it a secret, sneak nice notes or small treats into their desk, share a present at the school Christmas party and reveal your identity. Sounds simple, right? Read more

Art Exchange

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Impressive portfolio … extremely talented … congratulations you are the recipient … scholarship.” I skim the text on my phone. My head whirls with excitement.

“She got it. She GOT IT!” I shriek at Stella. Lifting her head, weakly tapping her tail on the floor, Stella is drowsily curious at my outburst. Tears hurry to my eyes. Whatever the occasion, tears come unbidden.

My phone buzzes; the screen flashes – EVANNE. I punch the display and bellow, “OH MY GOD!”

“Can you believe it?” Evanne squeals.

I hesitate, stifling my jubilant tears, embarrassed.

“Mom, are you crying?” Not actually a question, only a statement accompanied by a giggle. She knows me too damned well.

“No!” I lie, laughing at her observation.

A prayed for blessing, another step attained in Evanne’s quest to pursue her artistic dreams. Special make-up effects school will build new opportunities. Learning from the gurus in the film industry will prove priceless. I’m beyond ecstatic for her.


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First place winner! Evanne loved costumes and makeup at 2-years-old.

Evanne loves artsy endeavors, even as a toddler. I have secreted away an overabundance of Jackson Pollock-esque pieces from the time she could hold a crayon. So many masterpieces created by her young hand. Scribbles, lively colors and mashed up elements. Our game – always the same – ‘Mommy, tell me what it is,’ she’d request, her huge blue eyes shining.


Not wanting to inhibit her imagination or deem a dog a horse or worse, my response taught her to put words to her creations. “You tell me, Evanne. Explain your picture.”

She’d interpret her creation in minute detail. As my excitement grew so did her story. A wonderful exchange I’ll forever cherish.

Evanne matured – her art and our discussions, too. Evanne is teaching me. Her skills, knowledge, and excitement for art are growing into a fantastic future. I look forward to many more exchanges.

Note: I have joined a writing group that is a bunch of fun! Requirements are that the story has to be exactly 300 words. There are also three required words the moderator of the group chooses – the very first word of the story and two others. I’ll put those words in bold. Enjoy!
Here is the link to the writing group if you are interested in joining! https://simonjwood.wordpress.com/contact/

Waiting on Remy


remy tub blog I sit in the pink semi-darkness of the growing dawn staring into the beautiful eyes of this tiny boy. I am overwhelmed. My breath catches, an ache in my throat, a sob of joy and fear. Fear of the future and joy for what it holds for him. Read more