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Writing 101, Day Nine: Changing Moccasins — Point of View


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Changing Moccasins — Point of View

Write the scene from three different points of view.

There once was a Woodshop owner whose life had gone astray for many years.  His woodshop layed dormant and gathered many a cobweb while the two gnome guards stood out front and weathered the storms and the Wicked and Brutal Tennessee Mother Winter.  They would see the Woodshop owner from time to time pass by without a single glance their way.  Tears began to fall from their eyes causing them to fade in color over the many years.

Then one day in the Early Summer of 2014, something changed in the Woodshop owner.  He was suddenly walking straight toward them with a smile upon his face.  Day after day, into the long hours of the night he began to work in the shoppe cleaning and sorting.  Tossing out and putting items into big white sacks.   Oh how the guards shivered in fear as they anticipated the worst as the Woodshop owner approached with the big broom.  He simply moaned and swept as he placed them back in their places after he had given them a clean place to stand.  They were encouraged by this new change.  Hoping that they were able to stay.

They watched nervously as one day the Woodshop owner and his wife came outdoors with two new gnomes that were fresh in paint and very sharply dressed.  They both felt their hearts sink as they viewed the smiles on the two owners faces as they rounded the corner of the main house.  Oh, they were not walking toward them at all but to the front portion of the main building where the other gnomes had their posts.  Who was having to leave?  Would they all be allowed to stay among the plants out there?

Several days past with more and more of the white sacks being loaded out.  The Woodshop owner’s wife began to stop often to visit, commenting each time on how nice things were beginning to look to the Woodshop owner’s new beginning to a new life.

During one of the visits, the Woodshop owner’s wife stopped and nealt down to get a closer look at the two of us standing guard on the porch.  She simply smiled and continued on to speak with her husband.  The following day after leaving they returned and the wife strolled out to the workshop and stopped at the porch area where the two gnomes were guarding.  She smiled as she picked up the two and tucked them gently into her arms.  The Woodshop owner noticed her and asked where she was heading with his gnomes with a heavy concern in his voice.  She softly replied for him not to fret that she would be kind and show lots of love and compassion.  She told him that she was not going far away and that they would not be gone long.

She had prepared a work area all lined with a soft surface as she gingerly sat each gnome down to look at each other.  She simply said poor babies and disappeared into another room.  She sat at the work area for several hours taking a break to allow them to dry in between, rotating between each and snapping photographs to document their transformation.

The Woodshop owner kept coming in to refill his coffee often, and would peek over trying not to let her notice.  She would smile and ask him if he wanted to see the progress and he would come running over to comment on each one with a big smile.  The two gnomes suddenly felt quite important and quite loved.  Within two days every detail was touched up and refreshed and the pair were returned to their prior posts on the porch of the Woodshop to stand guard.  They both suddenly felt very important.

The Woodshop owner came out to view their new positions on the porch and was smiling.  He kissed his wife.  Then he returned back in to the Woodshop, feeling content.

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That was the story of the Guard gnomes, the Woodshop owner and his wife.


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Writing 101: Day 5 A Brief Encounter (Part II of A Part III Series of Day 4)


writing-101-june-2014-class-badge-2You discover a letter on a path that affects you deeply. Today, write about this encounter. And your twist? Be as succinct as possible.

The letter read that he had left because of his PTSD.  He knew how much his crying out at night was upsetting her and he did not want to hurt her any more.
He loved her with all of his heart and owed her every thing.  He did not feel it was fair to make her suffer the way that he did each night in his mind as he relived his war days.
As I turned the envelope over I could see drops of tears on the front with slight drips of mascara.

On the bottom, there was an impression of a kiss with a scribbled note that said I will find you.


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Writing 101: Day 4, Losses in Life (Part One of a Three Part Series)


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Write about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life, and isn’t any more.

When I first read this and thought about the three part idea it was a bit intriguing as to what my topic would actually end up being about by the time that I get to part three.  I was not certain if the losses should be about times in my life where material things were taken out of my life without my having any power over it.  Then it occured to me that material things were always replaced.  They were only temporary in this life.  They were not human or an animal with feelings.  We might have sentimental feelings about them, however, once they have vanished from our lives we do carry on without tears.  When we lose a loved one, be it a human or an animal we do shed a lot of tears.  Some people mourn much longer than others.  There is no time period set on how long a person is to mourn a loss.

Gamblers mourn a loss of a game.  That does not stop them from betting the next one and perhaps losing big again.  It is still a loss but it is not the same pain that is felt as a loss of a loved one.  To lose a tennis match is a small ouch compared to having your dog get hit by a car.  Yet some peoples reactions are such that they resemble the same.  People become so caught up in the moment that every emotion comes into play.  They feel the adrenalin rushing into their system and have a complete reaction.  Some people do not recover as well as others.  Those people tend to slowly sink into a deep depression.  This does not happen over night.

PTSD is a form of depression as it takes a person back to a bad place in their life and has them re-live that over and over as if they were there and right back in that moment in time.  There is no cure at the moment for this and it is one of the hardest forms of depression to be diagnosed.  It not only takes a toll on the person that is suffering from it but also the family that is with that person and lives through that same moment as well.  We will explore this further in the next part of the series.

The depression begins slowly.  They begin to not care about things that they used to.  What goals they had set for themselves are suddenly fading.  Doing things becomes a real chore.  As each day progesses they find themselves doing less of what used to make them happy.  I have watched a few friends who are slowly climbing into the dark hole of depression and it is very sad.  It is very difficult to watch and although you want to try and help, they are the only ones who can help themselves.

The largest problem with a person with depression is a lot of times, they don’t realize that they are really depressed.  They do not realize that it is happening to them.  They can’t see the gradual changes that you have been seeing.  They don’t see the changes in their behavior and manorisms.  They do not see the decline in the lifestyle that you do on the outside looking in.  That is the most painful part.

What can you do to help?

We will explore that in parts II and III so come back….

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Tammye Honey


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Writing 101: Day 2 Where would I go today?


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Sometimes we read things on others Facebook posts that were not necessarily meant for us but the point is taken anyways.
Today was one of those days as I glanced upon my wall and saw a post about Motherless by Choice.  It hit a nerve with me and hurt.

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If I could be anywhere today just for a fleeting moment in time it would be to sit next to both of my daughters just for a few minutes of their busy lives.
To be able to give them a hug, a big kiss and tell them that I truly do love them.  How proud I am of them and their success in life.

I know that there are scars in the past life and that they hold them tight.  My heart aches over this and you can’t go back and erase time or get a redo.

Life is a learning curve.  We learn from our mistakes.  We get stronger as we get older and we learn what not to do again.

I have asked forgiveness and was not allowed to have it.  From that one must go one with life.  It does not help the pain.

As I sit here and shed tears it does no good.  I realize this.  Only a head ache will occur.

Just a few minutes to hug my grand children would feel so good.  I am not getting any younger and I know that my health is not getting any better either.
These past few years have really taken a toll on me and as I reflect back it is useless to comprehend on what could have been different.  It can’t change now.

Little do they know that my heart is always with them and that my thoughts follow them through their journey of life.  Even if it is only on Facebook or an occasional text.

Perhaps some day things will be different.  I pray every night that God will soften the pain for all three of us.

 


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Life in Green Acres


Since June our lives have been in a small tornado of whirls here and there.  Mostly we have been to various doctors offices to spend our days with appointments.

It took from June till December for hubby to get cleared for a double hernia operation and a blockage in the private area.  Would have been November but he took ibuprofen not knowing that it is the same as aspirin.  So December it was, just a few days prior to Christmas.

He sat on ice packs and followed the doctor’s orders and was semi mending fine.  On to next doctor.

In January he had part of the inside of his mouth removed by the lower lip and chin area.  A few stitches that he called a caterpillar on the top of his lip and we were told that we were doing good.   It had been pre-cancer cells and that it was good that he had come in to have it done.

The day that we went to have his stitches removed it felt like the world had just been swirled around in a circle for us.

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It was the first time I have ever seen tears come to my husbands eyes in a doctor’s office as they called me into the exam room.

The doctor told us that the results showed sun or radiation damage and that he was looking at stage 3 cancer.

Now the appointments are being made to travel on a regular basis to Nashville TN where we will be seeing specialists at Vanderbilt Hospital.

I have the crying down to just in my sleep now so life is better.

Where we go from here is totally in Gods hands and lots of prayers.  The doctors there are some of the best in the nation.

Trying to blog or do anything right now is an effort.  I know that I must push on and be strong.

I am grateful for wonderful and comforting friends who are supportive through this and we both have wonderful family who are with us through all of it.

With time and prayer we will concur this and life will get better.  I have the faith.

Lessons learned…

Love your spouse each day and appreciate that they are here.

Do not take any form of aspirin or ibuprofen if you are due to have surgery for a month prior.

Smile and enjoy what life gives you.

Till our next appointment,

Tammye Honey


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Daily Prompt: Evil In The World Today


Daily Prompt: Wicked Witch

Write about evil: how you understand it (or don’t),
what you think it means, or a way it’s manifested,
either in the world at large or in your life.

Photographers, artists, poets: show us EVIL.

My daughter shared a video that she is covering with her class this coming week.  I think that video says it all.

http://www.upworthy.com/i-never-thought-id-want-to-high-five-a-teacher-for-yelling-at-a-student-but-i-was-wrong?g=2

What can we do to delete the negative energy in our lives.
If we share positive energy with others it becomes contagious.

Here are what other Daily Prompt Writers had to say:

  1. Ego | Bright Moments Catcher
  2. My.Vivid.Visions | Daily Prompt: Wicked Witch – It’s Me!!!
  3. DP : Evil | Experimental Fiction
  4. Daily Prompt: Wicked Witch | Awl and Scribe
  5. Daily Prompt: Wicked Witch | Bizzimummy’s World
  6. Frosty Friday | Purple Rosemary
  7. Cruella Deville [Daily Prompt: Wicked Witch] | unknowinglee
  8. Daily Prompt: Wicked Witch | Under the Monkey Tree
  9. A Lesson In Good And Evil | The Jittery Goat
  10. Wicked Witch | Braised Pork on Rice
  11. Daily Prompt: Wicked WItch | WilderThing

Share love not hate.  It begins with you.

Tammye Honey


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Weekly Writing Challenge: How I Have Been Moved By Music


Weekly Writing Challenge: Moved by Music

  • A song that triggers a memory.
  • A song that symbolizes a person, a place, or past relationship.
  • A song that represents you — that you could consider as your “intro music.”
  • Song lyrics that speak to you.
  • Lyrics that inspire you to write a short story or other musings.
  • Your favorite song — and why.
  • A musician, band, composer, etc. whose music has affected or changed you.
  • Commentary on a musician, band, or genre.
  • An album review.

Many songs have moved me in my life  and have stirred a lot of emotions.  At my age, they would fill the pages if I were to list them all. Two of the most difficult videos that I have ever helped to produce left me crying with every scene and I still get teary eyed each time that I view them. I only had a personal connection with one, that was a family who reaches out to help others in so many ways after losing their own son.  It is their way of giving back.  The video was a tribute to them.

The other was a tribute to my husband’s brother and several of his friends who have passed away.  The entire time this video was being made I cried with each frame that I added.  The completion was a success and not only made my hubby happy, it also made his family very proud.
For songs that inspire me and keep me motivated…
Okay, so I am a romantic sap at heart…
So what inspires and moves you?  I would love to hear… feel free to respond with a video response.
Waiting to hear from you…
Tammye Honey