Writing Prompt: Write a blog post in exactly 15 lines.
Everything is Changing!
<Insert action shot of leap of faith here>
Small Child bought a car 17 days before his 16th birthday (Pictures)
Tall Child is squeezing out a baby girl any day now
The Supreme Court ruled… churches burned… the flag was taken down by someone who could not wait any longer.
Change is in the air my friends and I can’t wait any longer.
Locking arms with my truth and facing the world without a single inkling of a purpose or plan
The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result.
The definition of genius is doing something you have never done before and not having any expectation of result.
I am somewhere in between these two
I am so far out of my comfort zone I cannot even see it from where I stand
But I am standing
I am irresponsible… and irreplaceable… and no one else can play my part
It is the role of a lifetime… my lifetime
this is line 15.
The Light and Shade Challenge
An Epiphany has happened! I am about to tell you about it without the use of an adverb. Thanks to the Light & Shade Challenge! So if this is a hard read… Well… be grateful you did not have to write it.
As I spoke with Small Child last night (Small Child is a nick name, he turns 16 next month) he expressed his dislike of my Nicotine addiction. No, No, I am not a smoker… I used to be… I also used to carry 100 pounds more body fat than I do now… I used to smoke a pack a day…
I need to lose another 100 pounds (I say that with such a casual tone) I need to get off the Nicotine Gum.
Yes… the gum… I have chewed it for years… I feel a little embarrassed by it.
I am half way there. I have done half of what needs to be done.
We set a date… August 10th… to be weened off the stuff…
I hate that anything has a hold on me… I hate being dependent on anything… and as Small Child put it… What if…
What if the Zombie Apocalypse came… He said he would use me as a Nicotine withdrawn weapon… as it would not be available to me.
But I think at this moment, I could face any challenge ahead… Other than writing one more horribly boring … incredibly un-descriptive line of dribble about my mundane physical addictions… I would gladly write a million things other than that… but I needed to get it put in writing… and what better way to do it and aggressively make the point!
Small Child and I!
In 5 days this kiddo will have been without his father for 2 years … He is being a little passive agressive… I am being a little smothery…. Mr. Amazing and I took him to one of his favorite memory spots of his father… he ate two bucket fulls… (freaking gross!) …
What… don’t you all have one? Well this one is perfect for some Wordless Wednesday Magic!
Write a poem inspired by the last conversation you had with your child
I slide out from behind the wheel… I think I am going to be ill…
He gets in & adjusts the seat … His expression makes it clear he thinks this is neat!
I buckle in tight … the inside of my cheek I begin to bite!
He puts the vehicle into gear… and smiles to himself over my fear.
Out onto the road he drives… I think I am breaking out in hives.
The first stop sign is not far… I almost go through the windshield of the car.
HUG THE CENTER LINE… YOU ARE DOING JUST FINE
Im screaming and I know it… it was only yesterday he got his first zit!
FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY … PLEASE DRIVE MORE SLOWLY
He begins to get a feel for the road… he is in now in driving mode
I let him park in the driveway… that was enough for one day!
“Mom you are the best!” … He smiled and beamed with pride.
“Son, Let’s give driving a rest”… That was the day I almost died.
Inadvertently capturing my step small and myself… while capturing my curious cat. Also- I need to clean my mirror.