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Jix 2012 Writing Resolution Jan 1 Prompt

1/1/2012

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Prompt = Blush

With her curls tossed by the breeze and the soft, early light erasing many of those pesky lines enjoying life brings to one's face, Helen was  completely unaware that she could almost pass for her daughter. She loved coming out here to this rose garden off the patio in the early mornings. It was quiet. There were no voices raised in frustrated sibling squabbles. No one asking her for anything. Oh she loved her family dearly and treasured them. But this was her time. She treasured it also. 

She sipped her coffee and leaned back, cradling the mug in her hands. The air around her was scented with the sweet fragrance of the Blush Ramblers covering the pergola over her head. She smiled, thinking how Peter managed to surprise her with the help of his parents and Andy. He had noticed how much she enjoyed his mother's arbor and how she would pull over a chair to sit by it and smell the roses. 

Sipping more coffee Helen lost herself in the memory. His mother had coerced her out to White Plains for the day, wanting to do a huge shopping day. She told Helen she could use the company but that she also wanted her input as it was her home too. Touched, she was unable to decline, even if she had wanted to. While they were gone the three men hurried to build the pergola. They set it up so the current arbor worked as an entryway. Just inside they set up a lounging bench. There was even enough room for small al fresco meals. 

When they had returned and Peter asked her to close her eyes, she didn't know what to think. Then she opened her eyes-and was speechless. It was a lovely spot even bare, although she had taken care of that quickly. She had carefully propagated cuttings from the arbor roses and trained them to cover. Soon she had a pretty little hideaway. A few tears welled in her eyes when she thought of how she had come here when they had lost Peter's father and then again when his mother passed. 

This is where she had come too when she first discovered she was pregnant, every time. It was her spot for both comfort and joy. Helen came back to the present with a start, realizing the light was brighter and if she didn't hurry inside breakfast would be late. With one last deep breath to enjoy the scent, Helen slipped inside.


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BonnieH
12/31/2011 10:19:37 pm

Really pretty blog, Melissa! Glad to see you writing and good luck on the challenge! Thanks for starting it here. We have a number of writers who can write (and certainly *have written*) complete short stories in one day, so I'm curious to see how posting this all will work. Keep up with yours! You've definitely got the talent! :)

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Melissa
1/1/2012 05:31:23 am

Awww! Thank you BonnieH! :) I'm going to try. I'm actually hoping that participating in the challenge spurs more writing and helps me establish that habit.

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