Forgotten…

To be forgotten is worse than death -Freya, Final Fantasy IX

What do you do when she doesn’t know who you are?

What do you do when she doesn’t know who she is?

Every morning it starts all over again.

Who are you?
Where am I?
 

You pray and love her and don’t startle her at all.

You love you and don’t want her to fear you.

You are gentle and caring but never overbearing.

Is that my name?
I’m someone’s wife?
 

It gets harder as the days go by and there is no change.

Memories, new and old, are as tangible as the night sky.

It gets harder to carry one day after day.

Why do you still care for me?
Why do you stay here with me?
 

But she is as necessary to your life as the air you breath.

You could no sooner send her away than reach into your chest and physically rip out your lungs.

You promised for better or worse.

Why do you love me when I can’t even remember your name?
How is it that I know I love you back?
 

A promise made is a promise to keep, especially to your eternal companion.

The memories may be gone, but the emotions remain.

You are in this together no matter what.


Written in honor of my brother and sister-in-law. They are some of the most awesome people I have ever had the privilege to meet and know. I pray that the Lord will be with them.

Disregard

Don’t ever take a fence down until you know the reason it was put up. -G. K. Chesterton

Mary knew why it was in place even if no one else did. Her ‘brother’ certainly didn’t know why it was there. He didn’t bother to ask when he put his plans into action to get her to remove it.

She’d like to think that he wouldn’t have done so if he’d known what consequences its destruction would bring.

“Neil, you won’t like what happens should you see this through.”

He’d sneered at her and ignored her wishes, as usual.

He wouldn’t be able to ignore the outcome, no matter how hardheaded he could be.


Written for yesterday’s Light and Shade Friday Challenge: http://lightandshadechallenge.blogspot.co.uk/2014/05/light-and-shade-challenge-friday-30th.html

This also another piece of my Former Guardian timeline that I’ve been slowly working on, but haven’t posted for in recent posts.

See the World, Don’t See An Ocean

To go the distance is a wonderful thing!
Remember all the moments that had you smiling…
Away we shall drive, across the continent
Vows to make it the the next graduent.
Even though it’s the middle of the week
Live while you can and don’t be too sleek.
Sometimes it’s cheaper just to drive rather than fly.
To California now! The other way,
How long are we going to stay?
Even though we’ll be together  all the way.
Everyone will help when only one moves away.
Wow! You’ve scattered all over the place!
One to the West and one to the East states.
Recall that you’ve sent another to the South.
Let me know what it’s like going that route.
Don’t forget that wherever you go, you’re always home.
Home is where the heart is.

Written for Suzie’s Weekly Word Challenge this week: http://suzie81speaks.com/2014/05/26/weekly-word-challenge-travel/

When I was 12 years old, my family decided to drive across the Continental U.S. to see my second eldest sister graduate from boot camp. It was the middle of exams and we only had a little money. We went anyway and made up all the exams the week after.

Five or six years ago, another of my sisters was moving to California. So the majority of my family got time off, packed her up and we headed out. Nevada is a beautiful place, but once you get through the mountains and into California near Sacramento… There are practically no mountains. I spent the entire time completely lost. I grew up surrounded by mountains, without them I have absolutely no idea where I am. Having a compass didn’t help at all. (I have slight panic attacks when I have no mountains for an extended period of time.)

I’ve been to both the East Coast and the West Coast and yet have never seen an ocean.

I’ve had a panic attack and had to spend all day under a blanket while driving through Arkansas.

Many of my family have been all over. At one point I had a sister in Germany (stationed there), a sister in Hawaii (college student), another down in the bottom corner of Utah in the middle of the National Parks there (college, again) and my elder brother over in Baton Rouge, Louisiana (mission). They were all gone at the same time and the household was the smallest I’ve ever seen in my family (there were only five of us at home: one mom and four pre-teens/teens.)

My parents did all their traveling before they had us passel of kids (Dad was in the Air Force when they first met and he was stationed in various places) so I know about places, but other than reading, I haven’t actually been to very many of them.

Well, my imagination has always been up to snuff enough for me  and I do so love to look things up and then picture them in my mind. Maybe someday I’ll actually see an ocean in something other than through a lens, but until then, I’ll listen to the stories my family can tell and enjoy every moment of my travels through my mind.

In-Laws – Thankful Thursday

This morning was very different for me. My younger sister and her husband are staying with us while we all go house searching the next two weeks or so. This morning was the first morning that they were with us in the morning. It was different to have an adult man in the house; we haven’t had one since my younger brother moved out several years ago and got an apartment. We didn’t have many during my childhood years as my parents divorced when I was in early grade school.

My grandfather lived with us for a year or so right before I went into middle school and again right after I graduated high school, but by then he was very old and sick and slept most of the time.

Having my brother-in-law here is a nice change. He’s very level-headed and good company and is very patient. He also adores his wife and it is very obvious. They haven’t been married quite a year just yet (this November will be their one year anniversary) but they click together really well. It’s not often that you see a well balanced couple, especially one that is still relatively new. Oh they have their ups and downs, just like everyone else, but in the end, they respect and care for one another just as much as they love one another. Their personalities also mesh very well together.

I am always very grateful for them bumping into one another at Wal-Mart a few years ago. I am also grateful for being friends with him and his sister when we were in grade school. The only people we still know from that time are them and my sister’s best friend, Ronnie (who was her Maid of Honor at the wedding.)

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image: from martha0stout’s phone

I am grateful for my sister and brother-in-law this morning.

Check out the original Thankful Thursday post for today: http://mithriluna.wordpress.com/2014/05/22/thankful-thursday-a-morning-escape/comment-page-1/#comment-2069

Martin Cobb – A True Brother

True courage is standing up for what you believe in, even if it means laying down your life.

True love is choosing the welfare and well-being of others before you take care for your own life.

One little boy tried his best to stand between his sister and the person who would hurt her. I know that many little boys and little girls do this often for their siblings, for their friends, for the people that they care about. For many it is standing by the side of that person when they are being bullied or made fun of or being left out.

This was not the case for this little boy. He gave his life defending his sister from a fate that I would not wish on any.

I salute you, Martin Cobb. You will be missed by a world that had just discovered you.

And the Kind shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me. -(Matthew 25: 40)

…and he that loseth his life for my sake shall find it. -(Matthew 10:39)

For more info: http://www.nbcnews.com/news/crime-courts/police-charge-teen-death-8-year-old-boy-killed-helping-n96291

Lazy Teen – Day Sixteen

Had enough time for everything,
Never on the run.
Plenty of time for fun,
More time for myself
Reading books upon my shelf.
No worries or cares,
Don’t really have to share.
Selfish with my time,
Could turn around on the dime.
This was my life at sixteen.

Written for today’s NaPoWriMo prompt (http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/day-sixteen/) and for today’s Daily Post prompt (https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/only-sixteen/).

Life at sixteen was very different for me compared to my friends. At first there were only five in my house (my mother, older sister, younger sister, younger brother and me) then my second eldest sister, who was pregnant at the time, moved back in with her two small children (toddlers, one could walk…sort of). This was only slightly strange for me because I was used to lots of people in the house (I am six of eight), but I was used to being amongst the youngest group, not the eldest.

I’d never really had a curfew before that and the only reason we had one after was because sound carried in our house. If you came home and were just slightly too loud, you woke the children (and eventually, the baby) which would then wake the whole house. No one was happy about that so it was decided by all that a curfew for everyone would be set and it would be enforced by the fact that if you woke the children up (one or all three) then you had to put them to sleep by yourself. (It was considered fair by everyone.)

Life has never been the same since, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Inaction to Decision

Sometimes the sun goes ’round the moon.
There isn’t a lot left to do,
He’s been found again and again.
Even more ripples in the sand, growing and growing and growing.
 
Before it all they’d been so close,
Even apart they’d known they were united.
Siblings in all but blood,
Their souls knew one another as soon as their eyes met.
You wondered how you’d make it through.
For years and years they fought side by side
Only for it to change in the blink of an eye;
Right and wrong changed in his mind.
 
Lost and confused, he didn’t know which way to turn.
A far away dream or the life he’d always had?
Silly though it may seem, he found this life was not
The one for him; he chose to drift away.
But now we’re standing face-to-face.
Years went by and she did not stay his hand
Only stepped in after the damage was done,
Undoing what she could and mourning what she can’t.
 
When finally she was there, catching him in the act.
Events slowed to a crawl and his face morphed from glee to disdain.
Not going to stop me? he asked, taunting her with her inabiltiy.
The moment passed and steel encased her heart.
Just when I thought our chance had passed.
Anceint responsibilites flooded her mind and she knew she could
Never let him complete another actions like this.
Don’t think, she spoke with ice, that inaction equals inability.
 
Silvery light tinged red flooded her hands
And a sword sharp and ready grew within the plam.
Vengence was not on her mind as she swing the blade
Even though this man in front had killed her brother before all else.
Deadened eyes still wept as the dance of death began.
You go and save the best for last.
-Vanessa Williams

Inspired by the song “Save the Best for Last” by Vanessa Williams running through my head all morning. It would not leave me alone and this story/poem demanded to be written as a result.

Also, I’m slightly mourning the lack of Trifectra prompt/challenge for this week even though I understand the reasons behind it closing.

This Morning

Fingers hardly moving, too stiff with frost it seems.
Renders me unable to do more than get ready for the day
Only to spend several hours huddled beneath blankets.
Zipping through the day, everyone else is fine; they’re not cold!
Eventually I get up and move about the kitchen with the oven on.
Now that I’ve made cookies to eat with tea, I’m warm as can be.

Spent my morning like this until my younger brother came over and used cookie making as an excuse to get me warmed up. It wasn’t for the cookies because he knew he wouldn’t be able to stay long enough for them to finish cooking. Now I’m warm and I have cookies!

If Only, If Only

Sometimes she wondered if life would have been easier if she had never been found, if she had stayed in her little world that never went further than the edge of the trees and had absolutely nothing to do with humans.

Or anything with only one form.

Beings that had one form and were able to sweet talk you into leaving your own home behind were trouble, just like her brother had always said.

Nothing good will come from the humans, little sister. He would admonish her whenever she wanted to hear more about what little he knew about the strange creatures that would seldom come to their little corner of the world.

She wished she had listened as she moved slightly and the sound of chains was the only reply to the movement.


Written for this week’s FreeWriteFriday prompt. Also the latest part of my Phoenix ‘Verse.

http://kellieelmore.com/2013/12/27/fwf-free-write-friday-quote-prompt-3/