It's Saturday Centus day. I'm off to the temple again, so here's a quick stab at pairing Jenny's picture with a plot. In a hundred words, no less. And no more, either!
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Reflections in Red
Gazing out on all that red hair reminded Maggie of her own babies, Irish to the core and crowned to make of “carrot-top” an understatement.
“But carrot tops are green,” a voice insisted. Sean. He sounded grand, even in memory. Why did the darlin' boy not call more often? Ah well, it made each holiday the brighter, hearing from him.
She stared until the colors ran together…orange, red and gold as autumn…black, to shade her mood, at once bereft and with the passing years, accepting. How had they grown and slipped away so soon?
Sprinkling tears and faerie dust behind them.
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I think we all have days like that, don't we? We, that have children that are grown with children of their own? It must be that way - they must learn to fly - but it's impossible not to wish, sometimes, for those yesterdays when they were our small birdies.
ReplyDeleteNice. Enjoy the temple... And CA sunshine! :)
ReplyDeleteSadly they do grow and leave.
ReplyDeleteawww...i feel for her...called my grandmother yesterday...it was her 89th birthday and she talked and talked....so felt...
ReplyDeleteAhhh...I love it! You are so creative, Sue.
ReplyDeleteI know what it is like to want my children to call, just for no reason, to see how I am doing. It isn't so much that I get lonely, although, I'm sure that could be part of it, but just to hear one of those beloved voices puts me in such a great mood. It always makes my day to be able to chat with one of my children.
ReplyDeleteI liked your take on the Centus. I will have to go now to read some of the others. Of course, yours is always the best.
Mine are close, but they too are getting ready to spread those wings...
ReplyDeleteHappy Saturday Sue!
This left me feeling so sad. Good writing. laurie
ReplyDeletethis was a really nice post!
ReplyDeleteIt is true they slip a way before we even know it. The blessing is now we have sweet grandchildren.
ReplyDeleteHope you had an awesome day at the temple; we enjoyed our moments there.
Blessings to you for your thoughts today!
Goodness what a super 100 words. So sad but so true. They do go & forget to look back as often as we would like them too!
ReplyDeleteSue, a bittersweet post for sure!!
ReplyDeleteWonderful post, Sue! Very heartwarming.
ReplyDeleteThis could be the soundtrack to most mom's lives. You're so good at putting words around feelings, Sue.
ReplyDeleteAwwe remembering the younger days. I love this take on it!
ReplyDeleteBlessings
I ask myself the same question nearly every day...how did they grow up so quickly??
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! I'll never look at redheads the same again.
ReplyDeleteI'm not looking forward to the day (in some ways) when mine are grown! But then again, in a way you get to see what amazing people they all become!
ReplyDeleteI loved this one, Sue and I read it imagining an Irish accent and feeling the longing heart of Maggie....
Oh, this one touched my, Sue.
ReplyDeleteI know we raise them to let them go, but, oh sometimes...sometimes...I just want to cling on and never open my hands!
This was beautiful!
You need to come to the light display at the Temple here. Man, that is such a glorious sight!