Mae never felt comfortable celebrating her birthday. It seemed like much ado about nothing. Still, she couldn’t help but feel nostalgic when the calendar reminded her of the day.
Mae was alone since Rudy had passed away. The kids were all grown, with lives of their own. Everyone was so busy these days. There was just no time to spend together anymore.
Mae felt her birthday was just a time to reflect on the past. Looking through old photographs, one caught her rapt attention. The beach! It was always a favourite family vacation spot.
Closing her eyes, Mae could feel the soft breeze and smell the fresh air. She could feel the warm sun and sand, too. Mae could even hear the laughter of children. They were all there, again. Together.
A gift to herself. Through tears, she whispered, “Happy birthday to me”.
Story: McGuffy Ann Morris
Word Count= 146 words
Image: The Storyteller's Abode
Flash Fiction/Photo Prompt,
100-150 words inspired by photo