Remember

Many want and need to grow
Only to find their will is not enough
Regrets fill our lives
Especially when we forget to try

If you want to be more, failure will only refine you as you continue striving towards your goal. Don’t forget that falling down is part of learning how to walk.

Remember… – Thankful Thursday

Have you ever sat and wondered at all the things people take for granted?

Have you ever thought of the things you, yourself, take for granted? The people?

I have. I’ve found myself sitting sometimes thinking, “Why did I do that? What was wrong with me?”

So just, for a moment, remember.

Remember that dog that slept nearby so you wouldn’t feel alone.

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image: Sissy and my eldest nephews

Remember that animals want some cuddling on the couch too.

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image: Cotton and Granny

Remember that cat that wanted to share the massage roll.

image: Cotton and Granny
image: Cotton and Granny

Remember the first time the cat and the dog got along.

image: Sissy and Usako
image: Sissy and Usako

Don’t forget the little moments that made the big moments possible.

Make sure to check out the original Thankful Thursday.

(All pictures from martha0stout’s phone.)

Summer Ends

Summer had come and gone,
She realized she’d not see him again.
Their time together had been sweet
And she knew her memories would never be beat.
 
But now it was fall.
Time to move on,
Her mother said, 
Just don’t forget
That he existed.
 
So every summer beginning
And every summer ending,
She visits him at least once a week,
Clearing his headstone for a speak.
 
“I had so much fun!”
She’d say quite gaily,
“I thought of you during the while,
And I knew that you were thinking it too.”
 
She’d speak and speak and speak
And never have enough time to say
That she wished he was still here,
Sitting beside her today.
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image: http://magicinthebackyard.files.wordpress.com/2014/05/fwf2.jpg?w=610

Written for last Friday’s FreeWriteFriday: http://kellieelmore.com/2014/05/09/fwf-free-write-friday-quote-prompt-5/

Random Moment of Worry and Fun

There was so much that she could do and so much that she couldn’t do.

“This isn’t something I can ignore, Mary, you know that.” Alex said as he sat opposite her in her parlor. “What if he decides that the information about what you can do is more important than you are?”

“Warren isn’t like that, Alex.” Mary protested, interrupting her adoptive brother before he could continue. “He isn’t going to try and turn me into some kind of lab rat.”

“How do you know that?” Alex demanded, “Just because you’ve started to ‘fall in love’ with him doesn’t mean-”

“Alex,” she interrupted again in a much quieter voice, “I know that you worry about me and I know that you’re just concerned that Warren will do to you what you’ve done in your youth.” She held up a hand before Alex could do more than open his mouth, “No, I know that you’re not like that anymore, not really, but that’s not what people see anymore. All they see when they see you is someone whose made a lot of mistakes and that can’t possibly turn himself around. Warren even saw you like that when he first discovered that I was under your protection, but he doesn’t think that of you anymore.”

“And how can you know so much about Warren, Mary?”

She smiled, “It’s something about what I am, and no,” she continued when she read the look on his face, “It’s not that I can read his mind, but I can sort of…infer…what his intentions are towards me. It has something to do with the-”

“You don’t need to tell me how or why you can do that, Marry,” Alex sighed tiredly, “I know that you’re just trying to distract me with science.”

“Is it working?”

“No, stop trying to distract me.”

“It is working.” Mary sounded quite pleased with herself.

Alex had to remind himself that it was his idea to adopt her as his sister, his younger sister, and that this was apparently how she treated siblings. He wondered if this was how she’d treated her twin at all.

(He had no idea that part of the reason Mary was acting like this was because it reminded her of her lost sister. Mary was so used to being the serious sibling that acting differently reminded her of what she’d lost, but it made her happy to have a reminder. Mary’s sister had lost more than Mary had, at least Mary was certain that this was how she felt and if acting like this occasionally helped her to feel closer to her… Mary was more than willing to give Alex premature grey hair. He’d understand in time.)


Written for the Random Moment of Delight prompt for this week: http://firebonnet.com/2014/05/11/random-moments-of-delight-19-meet-my-bff/

This is the scene that came to mind as I was reading another blogger’s post for this week’s prompt (http://eclecticoddsnsods.com/2014/05/11/random-moment-of-delight-19-tears-ahoy/comment-page-1/#comment-3855).

So here is a random moment between the adoptive siblings Mary and Alex in my Former Guardian universe.

Remember Fear – Day Twenty-Two

My little child, don’t come near
Of what awaits you that you fear.
Did you know that it keeps you safe
Until your parent comes and takes?
So keep in mind your fears today.
 
Only remember this as well
Poor choices that will make you ill.
Except you know when to stay or go
Rarely will you move at all.
And know that I was once there too
Not knowing precisely what to do.
Don’t let fear control your path
It’s only there to remind you of wrath.

Written for two different prompts that I enjoy:

NaPoWriMo – http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/day-22-2/

Dungeon Prompts – http://theseekersdungeon.com/2014/04/17/dungeon-prompts-season-2-week-16-our-hidden-modus-operandi/

This is something I would like my nieces and nephews to remember. Fear is there are a warning, something that you should pay heed to but also remember that you shouldn’t let it control you.

Rain of Leaves

She looked out the window and watched as the leaves rained down. It was autumn, late autumn at that, and what few leaves remained after the tempestuous fall of their brethren looked small and crumpled while clinging so tenaciously to their frail perches.

Another year had come and gone and she had finally stopped running. She had found a place where she could settle down and allow her daughter to grow. She still dared not contact any of her other offspring for fear that the communication would be picked up on and used to find either her, her children or both.

She could not allow that to happen, but as she watched her youngest play on the carpet in front of her, she knew that she would always take time to remember the others. To keep them in her mind and wonder if they would ever inherit from her what this child in front of her had not.

Not every mixed child of her race and humankind would take after the stronger genetics. Some only inherited the defects of both parents and would always struggle for anything.


Written for the weekly Trifecta challenge:

http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2013/11/trifecta-week-103.html