Saturday, May 27, 2017

Sands of Time


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


Shared with:
Flash Fiction/Photo Prompt,
100-150 words inspired by photo

37 comments:

  1. That's what a birthday should be, quiet and reminiscent.

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  2. Sad and yet she honors herself when nobody else has the time. Well done.

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    1. Thank you for your insight here. I appreciate that.

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  3. Poor Mae, I wish her children would surprise her, perhaps with a trip to the beach.

    Cait @ Click's Clan

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    1. That is a beautiful reaction to Mae's story. Thank you.

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    1. Thank you for this comment. I appreciate that.

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    1. That is what I hope to do: make people feel. Because I do. Thanks, guys.

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  6. That's a sad story. Reminds me of my birthdays, but next year, I hope to do something special, even if all by my lonesome.

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    1. I understand. But, Mae found a way to celebrate the love that she still had in her heart. Hugs.

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  7. I hope Mae's children are on their way to visit her, to celebrate her birthday and enjoy those special memories together.

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    1. There are so many like Mae, alone and forgotten. I feel for them, so try to tell their stories. Thanks for your good thoughts. Hugs.

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  8. Happy birthday Mae......... Wish her children come and wipe her tears , hug and kiss her. Loneliness kills .

    http://ideasolsi65.blogspot.in/2017/05/the-beach.html?m=1

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    1. Thank you for that. I agree with you, too.

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  9. Nicely done. Lots of feelings in a reflected past. The photo speaks in nostalgia.

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  10. A very sad story. You did a great job conveying what she was feeling.

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    1. Thank you for that. I know it is important.

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  11. I'm a little late in commenting but I want to wish Mae, a Happy Birthday with Solitude. I think that Mae and I have something in common. Birthdays are for reflecting what we have done or accomplished since the last one. I also reflect on how lucky I am to live in a free country, on how marvelously God has created me out of the elements of the earth and I feel an immense gratitude for the countless gifts He bestowed on me. But I also like to keep a low profile when my birthday comes along but I don't mind treating myself with a little something special. lol... because, to God, I'm special just like Mae.

    I think Mae treated herself nicely with beautiful memories of being at the beach when young. I also have some beach memories of my childhood.

    Feeling lonely is not good for anyone wether it's their birthday or not.
    Hugs to Mae.
    Julia

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    1. Julia, you are wonderful. I agree. Loneliness is miserable. It does seem that birthdays magnify it. Hugs are always great. Hugs!

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  12. Beautiful tale Annie, you captured so well that sense of loneliness that comes with age.

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  13. Beautiful story, Annie. The last line touched the very core of my heart. So well done .

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    1. Thank you. It is important to me to move the reader. Hug.

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  14. Another beautifully crafted and poignant tale. You are so good at evoking emotion with just a few sentences. Please keep it up. Sending all my love, hugs and prayers, Janet

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    1. Janet, thank you. That means a lot to me. ❤

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  15. Birthdays are a celebration of existence. At times, its worth gets linked to the presence of others. A touching tale!

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    1. Some never learn to celebrate themselves. Others only see their value based on the perception of others. Thanks, Reena.

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  16. I feel sad for her. It's great she has these vivid memories but I think going to the beach would be wonderful for her, even if she was on her own, if she is still capable of doing that. Great write :)

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    1. You are so right; Mae needs the beach. I think Mae will find her way, though. Thank you, Mandibelle!

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  17. Pragmatic and a poignant take. Loved this.

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    1. Thank you, yarnspinnerr. I appreciate your thoughts here.

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  18. That's a very nice story, albeit a sad one. I could feel Mae's emotions. Hope she enjoyed her special day.

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