There was a girl who got through the day with routines, laughter. and some memes...chores, laughs, smiles, and some cats...food, naps, plus coffee too...then yoga for the win... a warm bath, some books, and You Tube📺-hdtj💜
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What’s a chapter of your life you’d title “The Hard Years” — and what got you through it? 🥵😴🤯 I normally feel the urgency to do things. I am either,too tired, behind time, or obviously no choice but the do it .
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“Stars, too, were time travelers. How many of those ancient points of light were the last echoes of suns now dead? How many had been born but their light not yet come this far? If all the suns but ours collapsed tonight, how many lifetimes would it take us to realize we were alone? I had always known the sky was full of mysteries—but not until now had I realized how full of them the earth was.”
― Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children
It was late one Friday night. She was writing on her blog to pass the time and thinking of ideas to distract herself from the mound of dishes that had accumulated in the sink. Becca realized there was an odd smell from dried food on them, but she chose to light a candle and ignore the stench for a little bit. She was inspired to write. Besides, no one was coming over tonight. She was sure that tonight would be ordinary- Just like last Friday. Eventually, she would do the dishes, eat a snack while she made a list of items she wanted from the store, and then dress for bed. Of course, she lay in bed till her eyes grew heavy while reading in her novel of choice. Her sleep was restless. Her dreams kept her awake for most of the night, tossing and turning.
Where was her list? She made it last night. Becca created the list for today's adventure to town. "Think, girl, think, she said to her cat. "Where did Mama put that grocery list?" Her cat Monti looked at her, slowly blinking his eyes. "OH, I put it on the kitchen counter last night when I finished my snack", Becca said aloud to herself. She walked over to the table, dressed in a cotton t-shirt, denim shorts, and flip flops. She started naming off the things she wanted. Cotton balls for removing nail polish, bird food for yellow and black finches, and coffee creamer; she had to have creamer for her coffee. Becca grabbed her small backpack, made sure she had her keys, and double-checked that she locked the door. But not before she covered Monti with kisses and told him she would be right back. Standing on the deck, she yawned. Her restless sleep, tossing and turning, was beginning to take a toll on her. Becca remembered what most of her dreams were about. The question she asked herself was, "Why am I dreaming of expecting a guest?" Anyway, she loaded her stuff into her 1992 Mitsubishi Eclipse, started the engine, and turned on the radio. With the sunroof open, a summer breeze blowing her hair, she sang along to Cyndi Lauper's "Girls Just Want to Have Fun". When she arrived in town, she noticed it was eerily quiet, which gave her creepy vibes. There weren't many people shopping on a weekend morning, which was odd. You see, the town had a curfew. The town had one rule: never open the door after midnight. The reason is the disappearance of several residents over the past year. Becca pulled into the parking lot of her favorite store, Mast General Drug Store, to look for the items on her list. After she loaded her car with the purchased items, she realized her stomach was growling. She decided to get a bite to eat from the Sub Shop. Mainly, she wanted to relax and not cook or clean the kitchen when she got home.
Carl was sitting by the phone, had it by his computer at work, then on his nightstand at night. Day after day, night after night, he kept checking his phone and email, hoping she would make contact. Till one day, he waited long enough. He decided to drive to her house. He drove up to the family farm where she lived. He knew she loved that place and would make it her final resting place there if she could. Driving up the lane, he saw her unloading a bag from her car.
Unlocking her side door, Becca thought she heard a car engine. Who could that be, she thought to herself. She turned around to see the car she had been longing to see drive down her driveway for years. Oh my, she missed him so much. Gasping, she caught a breath then held it. Tears of joy flowed from her eyes like never before. It was Carl. He was home.
"Every day more of our life is used up and less and less of it is left". Marcus Aurelius
Fandango’s Story Starter #251 – Facts, Fictions & Fantasies #FSS
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 13, 2026 | guest
Just as the title suggests, I'd hug my younger self. The self who has sustained a brain injury on February 22, 1992, the one who is seventeen. The one who is going through emotional, physical, and mental changes. I'd tell her that years later, she will realize the Lord protected her, despite the personality changes she is going through. I would be with her to encourage her through the shame, guilt, and embarrassment she holds inside herself, but behind a smile or during the night when she cries herself to sleep. I would be the friend who doesn't desert her when her behavior isn't her normal self. I would tell her that one day she will gain something she doesn't know she has. She finds writing is a way for her to be heard. I'd give her a fresh start. I'd tell her to enjoy the journey more by not comparing herself to anyone else. All brain injuries are different. I'd give her hope, love, and a shoulder to cry on
If you have never had a traumatic brain injury, be thankful to God for a "normally functioning brain life."
I am thankful I did have a TBI (1992) through my sustaining one, and the survival I have had, the Lord's Protection, Grace, and Mercy. All the college training was for what the Lord has called me to do in my present-day-to-day- My husband's caregiver and wife, my mom's best friend, and helper, and Zach's Mom- promise of true love.
In all things give thanks.
"Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus." – 1 Thessalonians 5:18
James 1:2-3 – "Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance."
Philippians 4:6 – "Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God."
Psalm 34:1 – "I will extol the Lord at all times; his praise will always be on my lips."
Colossians 3:17 – "And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him."
“Owning our story and loving ourselves through that process is the bravest thing that we will ever do.” — Brené Brown positivity.org
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― Mahatma Gandhi
If we did colonize Mars, it would be because we destroyed Earth. We made it no longer habitual. We built buildings instead of planting more trees. The circle of life didn't matter to us anymore. We decided to live out our desires. Ignoring the way we were created. We decided not to produce and replenish the Earth. We became humanoids/robots that were stronger than we were. We became pack rats who lived on Earth, gathering so much stuff. We lived selfish years wanting more and not being satisfied with what we have.
No, humans wouldn't colonize Mars, but eventually we won't be human.
Jólabókaflóð (pronounced roughly “yo-la-boke-a-flowth”) is Iceland’s annual “Christmas Book Flood,” a cultural phenomenon where the months before Christmas see a surge of new book releases, making books the most popular gift in the country. Co Pilot search
Ahhh... I forgot about this tradition until I read this blog post. By the way, thanks for the reminder.
Heidi💜
- “To love someone is nothing, to be loved by someone is something, to love someone who loves you is everything.” — Timothy Keller
A-Z Quotes
When I attempt to answer this prompt, Thursday Inspiration #327 Love Is Like Oxygen – A Unique Title For Me, Wuthering Heights is the first book, movie/story that I think of.
My normal readers know I have mentioned this story once before. I didn't read it in high school, so I had no idea the story was this intense.
Wow a classic for sure.
Talking about high school many moons ago, my mom encouraged me to put my clothes out the night before school. Mornings were easier for me that way. Life Lessons–A successful day begins the night before. – Salted Caramel. I am reminded of a recurring dream of mine. I am in high school, getting ready for the school day. Thank God school is just a dream these days.
Now, for a little about me. I will participate in Kymber's- Get to Know You, Prompt Join the Fun: Get to Know You Questions and Answers
1. You see your face on a Wanted poster. What did you do? I was wanted because I "wanted" a nap
2. Which protagonist from a book or movie would make the worst roommate? FREDDY KRUGER, I would be scared to sleep
3. What was cool when you were young but isn’t cool now? I wouldn't want to "lay" out in the sun
Now we change the subject,
The Flower Hour #34: Roses in Memoriam – Second Wind Leisure Perspectives
On another note, check out these blooms from My Crape Myrtle Bush. The bush has stopped producing, for the most part, but there are a few places that still bloom pretty for me. This is just the highlight. 😉
Crape Myrtle Tree vs Bush: The Differences (With Pictures) | Home Grail I am thankful for the parts of the bush that still that bloom.
“You can’t fix someone who is determined to stay broken.”― Shelby Van Pelt, Remarkably Bright Creatures
*I was thinking about #3 in Kymber's Get to know You. Dating would not be cool anymore.
*Another thing I'm thankful for is being settled these days. This brings me to this quote:
The quote was given to us by a creation called Sorrow by Thru Violet's Lentz, and in this post, she asks us to use it in our own creation. Here is mine,
There once was a boy who ought,
no rhythm or rhyme he sought.
He said he would change
they thought he was strange
good did not give him a thought
*Change is for your better self.
Short story time...
Can You Tell A Story In… – Esther Chilton,
PROPHET wore DUNGAREES and would SWAGGER around the CASTLE searching for his next story he wanted to write. He wrote novels about his philosophy, to decompress, exercise, such as yoga, to gain strength... Meditation to soothe his soul. -37 words
*The story of this novel was his best creation...
Her mood would REPEL any other person, but Jack had a READINESS for her presence at any time. Her mood was depressed. Jack could sense her, indeed. The concourse of travelers waiting there on that dark, foggy, and mysterious night all had suitcases in tow. Some travelers looked happy, while others looked distracted and tired. Yet, they all had places to go. Still out of all the crowd, he sensed her. Cierra was the one. Standing there looking at the watch on her wrist, one could tell she was on a schedule. Speaking of her watch, the flagship of the company, her daddy's company was selling fast these days. So fast that manufacturers were not producing enough to meet the demand. The company was headed for decline, she thought. Little did Cierra know that Jack the reaper was going to change her mood from depression to happiness.
He had a plan. For the rest of her life, he would offer her a life of no regrets. Jack contemplated his strategy. The farmer had a gift. All he needed to do was convince her to believe him. He would do that through magic.
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Flagship – Word of the Day Challenge
FOWC With Fandango — Concourse – Facts, Fictions & Fantasies
The German Room – No Facilities Thursday doors
“Wake up with determination; go to bed with satisfaction.” – George Lorimer
What are you curious about right now?
It appears that Tux is sniffing the air. I know he wants to go outside, but he will be a terror to Smokey. Still, I wonder what Tux is thinking. Maybe he is inhaling all the good and exhaling all the bad stuff.
Compared to a cloud, how would you describe yourself:
a) whispy in an almost clear sky
b) white and fluffy
c) dark and threatening
d) thunderous and angry
*A-D. I am going through my terrible 50s so all of the above
If you were a young animal, what best describes your personality:
a) an inquisitive puppy
b) a playful kitten
c) a skittish rabbit
d) an excitable pony
*B & C. I would be a playful kitten or a skittish rabbit
If you were a flower, would you be
a) something bright and showy
b) something fragrant
c) something small and discreet
d) a weed
*B. something fragrant. I love candles and scented lotion
If you believe in reincarnation, would you like to come back as
a) a wild animal
b) a bird
c) an insect
d) a sea creature
*A. a wild animal that roams free... most likely a lioness
Today’s gratitude:
Cameron sat near a window that overlooked the land. The time of the day was close to darkness. The night sky was beginning to prepare for its display of stars. Being smart would mean he could expect a beautiful sight. That is, if he looked towards the mountains where no houses or businesses use lights. He wouldn't regret it. As he gazed out of the window, he saw a crow take flight from a nearby tree. Cameron noticed a piece of paper dangling from its beak. He wondered, was the crow a messenger of good news or bad? In my opinion, Camern said, "I think the letter is an outline. Maybe it's an oath of love and commitment". As the night grew darker, right before complete darkness, he noticed that the silly bird dropped the note on the ground by the window. Cameron reached his hand, stretching his arm, out of the window to grab the note. He unfolded the worn paper and found this as its contents:
There once was a dog named Jelly
Who had white fur on his belly
till one day he's muddy
from playing with his buddy
So now he's all dirty and smelly
(Turns out he lived close to the famous Limerick writer, DeAngelo (I made that name up), this must have been one of his practice notes he threw in the waste bin ...that the crow picked up.
Cameron smiled, laughed, actually, at the puerile thoughts that came to his mind. What was DeAngelo thinking up there in his loft? "It's dark", Cameron said. "What if I go to his loft to spy on him-see what the writer is up to"? Cameron crawled out of his window only to scratch his ankle on a rusty nail. "Gosh", he said, "I don't know when I had my last Tetanus shot". Then he remembered his shots were updated at his last doctor's visit. Luckily, he had a tissue in his pocket to use as a compress. He hoped to slow the blood flow from the wound that wasn't intense but needed his attention. After a few minutes of taking care of his wound, Cameron rose from his perch on the stump around the front of his house. He noticed the air was crisp, the kind of weather you would expect in the early Fall. While covering his neck more with his wool sweater, he continued his walk to DeAngelo's loft. Once he rounded the corner, in the town square, he noticed a light in the loft. DeAngelo must still be awake. When Cameron got closer, he noticed the person who appeared through the window wasn't DeAngelo, but the town crook. Luckily, Cameron brought his gun, not to use it, of course, but for protection mainly. He quietly entered DeAngelo's loft to scare away the crook, when he saw what the crook was after-a prized manuscript of DeAngelo's. Immediately, he desires to call the cops. Camerom stopped before hitting send on his cell phone. "He wasn’t supposed to be there—but then again, neither was I", Cameron thought to himself. The time to walk out of the loft was now, quietly. Once outside, he called the cops, then started running back home. In the background, he heard the cop had arrived at DeAngelo's. Cameron soon arrived at his bedroom window, with enough time to catch his breath, only to hear the police car drive past his lane. The next night, DeAngelo rang Cameron's phone to tell him about last night's incident. Little did he know that Cameron already knew. Did he tell the writer? No! Some things are better kept to yourself. Cameron smirked to himself with a huge Cheshire grin.
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Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #376 – Mom With a Blog
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Laughing Along With A Limerick – Esther Chilton
Compress – Word of the Day Challenge
Missy’s MAD Challenge # 096 – M.A.D. Works
FOWC With Fandango — Crisp – Facts, Fictions & Fantasies
Hello Monday – 6/8/26 – Sunshine and Books
Pink Lady: Hello Monday and Hello Senior Week! (June 8, 2026)
Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.
Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Prompt Word! – GirlieOnTheEdge's Blog OPTION
Do I have an option? she asked herself as she closed the door to her past life.
To be sure I am making the right decision, I will leave a note, she thought.
The note will ask for forgiveness.
Yes, I will ask for forgiveness and grace, too.
I wonder if they will miss me?
Was this life we created together just a fairy tale, something I dreamed it would be?...
The spell she was under inclined her to think she was fine when she was actually falling apart. In Sarah's mind, her thoughts were always racing. She was worried about what others thought about her. Shame made her bow her head low. But she wasn't at fault. It was years of brainwashing. In her mind, she was led to believe that the fault was hers to own. Years of wanting to run away. Far away. She would smile on the outside, but inside, you would find her sighing. All this pretending makes her feel guilty to some extent. The tolls of feeling like a liar hit heavy in her chest these days.
She knew she couldn't give up. Her baby depended on her financially. Having a job to support herself and her child was something she could not provide over the years without help-until now. She had to keep her new job a secret until she could make her move. Wordle 760 « The Sunday Whirl,
Like a nightingale, she was free. In twelve minutes, the bus would arrive on its normal schedule. A TV was placed on the wall of the bus station. On the nightly news, she paused to listen to a story about a missing lady and her son. The featured story was about her. Would she and her son make it to the next state over? But without the criminals finding her. Those retched people who worked for the company where she previously worked. She knew an escape would be dangerous. All she had to do was get on that bus. Then she and her son could go to the police station there to report the corrupt actions. Three Things Challenge #MM448 | pensitivity101, RDP Sunday: twelve
*The house gets loud during the day, then quiet. I embrace the quiet times to write some. I'll go to my files and check for photos I would like to share:
messymimi's meanderings: Stocking Feet (Cajun Joke), Sunday Selections, and Sunday Selfie
SWEET LISBETH'S SELFIE - The Cat On My Head
Smokey wanted to be a part of today's selfie. I have no lap, short legs, big stomach thing, so I prop my foot on my knee. Smokey then finds a seat in my" lap"(he is the gray one). Tux is my tuxedo cat who eats McDonald's French fries.
Monti, on the other hand, is my sidekick and wants to be close to me some days. I thought this was a cute picture of him sitting in front of my computer.
Those flowers were my Mother's Day present from Zach. I love this color. See the swirl in the top blooms.
Sunday Poser # 289- Best advice to yourself – Keep it alive
*I had time to reflect today. The best advice I give myself is to let things go. I will work through it if they don't turn out well. Remind me that it's "super," ok to relax. Tomorrow is a new day to embrace.
New Day – Word of the Day Challenge
FOWC With Fandango — Super – Facts, Fictions & Fantasies
“If you listen to birds, every day will have a song in it.”
Canadian novelist and children's author
Today, I will start with my short story of the day, just because I have ideas ...
Missy’s MAD Challenge # 095 – M.A.D. Works
2. I can't participate in every single prompt, although I am sure going to try to absorb every prompt I come across today. Forgive me if I miss one. P.S. Send me a comment if you wish. I will attempt to answer a prompt that I missed. Absorb – Word of the Day Challenge
3. This is not a tablecloth, so to speak, but it is a cat sitter or whatever you call it. My cat wants to take a nap at the most inopportune times. However, I do not argue with him when he does. By the way, see that water spot. It is from a Caramel Frappe from McDonald's. I needed a pick-me-up today. For that, I was thankful. RDP SATURDAY: TABLECLOTH
4. Look at my title for this blog post. I am thankful for 6-word stories. I believe Earnest Hemingway started it. I may be wrong. Remind me to Google it!! What fun I had this week – Travel with Intent
5. This is a blog hop...I repeat...this is a blog hop. I am thankful for blog hops and the wonderful people I have met online. TToT -the Wakefield Doctrine- | the Wakefield Doctrine
Athena Cat Goddess Wise Kitty: Would You Like To Touch My Paw? Caturday Art
https://www.linkytools.com/thumbnail_linky_include.aspx?id=3194716. Google-need I say more? It is awesome to have a card catalog right at my fingertips. Do you remember the card catalog in the library? I am thankful I can look for information on a computer.
7. About that, Ernest Hemingway may or may not have created the six-word story, read here: Still, he wrote a very good one that is still going strong. I am thankful for writers who inspire me to write.
8. I am thankful for good people- those who go the extra mile to help others feel loved and appreciated in this world. Without them, it would be hard to smile.
9. When Fandango says chess is his word for the day, Heidi responds with" I don't play." Mainly because I have to think too much.
That's a bad thing to admit, right? Still, I am thankful for my mind's ability to figure a few things out.
FOWC With Fandango — Chess – Facts, Fictions & Fantasies
10. About the mind thing, I remember a post I wrote about the color blue in the past. I do not want to revisit that post just yet; however, it was about a blue door. But this post will be about this picture- blue flowers and a blue envelope that probably contained that letter I referred to at the beginning of my post in my short story.
Weekly Prompts Colour Challenge – Blue – Weekly Prompts
Okay Sammi, with the help of Di, let's wrap this post up!!
The marsh is my home. I watch the mast of the sailboat as the boat drifts on the calm water. I mash the cooked apples for pies, and I think, "Who needs school when I have an abacus to teach me how to do math?" I can read words, too!
Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead. Charles Bukowski
2. Try to relax
3. I have to pee first
4. eat a hot dog for lunch
5. try not to be frustrated ... handle things
6. But check your emails
7. I am not sure which printer is connected to Insta Ink
8. paint your fingernails
9. smile
10. laugh
11. sit outside
12. soak up the sun
13. Biweekly is for shipping dates that take too long. A fortnight is for Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce's wedding.
14. My oil lantern would need a lot of oil, way too much to last a fortnight.
15. I would see Taylor Swift if I spent a fortnight in Paris.
16. A microchip is for small chocolate chip cookies, and a micro chip is for eating from the bag while you bake the cookies.
17. A teenage girl who uses Sun- in to bleach their hair and tans using baby oil is brown, shiny, and sizzles.
18. The best way to make lemonade is with your hair up in a ponytail.
19. There is only one Coke if you drink it, but there are two if you smoke it. There are two kinds of Coke. Get it?
20. A sundae glass is named a sundae because it's only for ice cream that has fudge sauce and peanuts.
21. Hellsapoppin is when the devil makes you do it. Whatever it is.
22. The knights of the Round Table thought about nights in white satin during the day.
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Three Things Challenge #MM446 | pensitivity101
23. LOAM soil is the best choice for gardeners because of its mineral content.
24. Talking about the best quality soil was off the wall, right?
25. I LOATHE the burnt rubber smell of my husband's farts.
26. You do realize that #3TC is a part of my 40 things for Friday, right?
27. I am about to blow my last fuze ...meaning I am about to give out today. Tired but probably stay up too late reading. #FOWC
FOWC With Fandango — Fuze – Facts, Fictions & Fantasies
28. Conversation between three scribes.
29. "What is time?" the third scribe says.
30. One says, "a clock."
31. The other scribe says," It's a calendar".
32. The third one rolls his eyes and says," No, it is something you spend on the people you love".
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #433 – Creative Experiments and More
Walking in Old Town Toronto – Natalie the Explorer
33. #WeekendCoffeeShare- If we were having coffee, I'd tell you another conversation. Ok, I'll still tell you the conversation.
Intermission Time for a Flashback...
FANDANGOS ONE WORD CHALLENGE-MOVES 6-5-25 – Heidi Dare💜
Fandango’s Flashback Friday — June 5th – Facts, Fictions & Fantasies
34. If Michael Jackson and Elvis Presley talked about music,
35. MJ would say, "I am the king of POP".
36. EP would say, "I am the king of Rock".
37. MJ would say, "Let's make a song together".
38. EP would say, "That is a great idea, ok let's invite Lisa".
When Words Collide! Friday Challenge – Great Minds Think…
39. Ok, I know, I am going to log off now.
40. right now... good night.
What’s something you’d love to see in the future, but know you probably won’t live to witness?
Cars that drive for you. Why do I dream about that?
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Let's get to know me and a few facts about my thoughts these days! Join Kymber's Fun Get to Know You Round #92 Today!
1. If you were a minor inconvenience, which one would you be?
I would be slow. It takes me forever to do anything. I need to think about it first
2. If you came with instructions, what part would people ignore first?
that I take a lot of patience... I might do things the wrong way, but I will learn my own way.
3. Which everyday annoyance best captures your overall personality vibe?
I get frustrated easily. I sigh a lot. Basically, I have to work on my attitude.
Staying in the Moment – Tranquil Thursday #25
All of the above sounds like a plan! But read about a guy who might take a chance- “I have a tender spot in my heart for cripples and bastards and broken things.”― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones
Curtis, the hopeful beta male kid, found a red door in the forest. This door held many secrets. One thing that he could earn was his strength if he crossed through it. But there was one stipulation. The kitty on the other side would distract him by asking Curtis to eat some of his kibble while the cat played his violin. "Are you SQUEAMISH?", kitty says. "I don't like cat food. I would feel like a mannequin on a TIGHTROPE", the fragile boy says. Yet, Curtis was motivated to be strong. He donned his GOTHIC attire; the cat recommended and inserted his software CD into his laptop to play some 80's tunes. Excited to enter now, He hoped for some strength when he reached the other side.
Two years later,
Curtis never returned home. For two years, his parents searched the forest from east to west. I wonder what happened to Curtis? Word of the Day Challenge, Can You Tell A Story In… – Esther Chilton
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*** I am thankful my life is simple, although a portal that led to good things might be ok.
Also, I am thankful for a nice day outside, a few new prompts, and a reason to take pictures out on a walk around my yard. Exercise is good. Here are some things I found around the house and outside, too! "Red Things" Thankful Thursday Blog Hop: A Nice Bit of Happy – Brian's Home ~ Forever
