"What is my station in life?" was the thought that bubbled up to her as she woke, shaking her head and trying to clear out the images of trains and the trips she took with her Grandmother when she was very young.
The sudden sounding of her alarm caused her eyes to snap fully open, and she once again realized that the only reason she didn't keep a hammer nearby to smash the alarm was because it was also her phone and she wasn't made of money.
That thought, as she silenced the dratted thing (and debated whether to dismiss the upcoming back-up alarm set in 15 minutes, always there just to make sure), brought back the thoughts about where she was in life compared to where she wanted to be.
A soulless drone in a cubicle in corporate life was what she answered herself, the unspoken question of every day for her was when it would all change, something she tried to push to the back of her brain but this day simply could not.
Today, she thought, today is the day I rise up and do something about it, if not for my sake, for Grandmother, who was the only person who ever believed in me.
Rolling out of bed instead of grabbing those few extra minutes the back-up alarm promised, she grabbed the thumb drive from the drawer in the nightstand, determined to spend the next hour of getting ready for work rereading the stories she'd written, stories her Grandmother told her, stories she promised herself would be published -- today, she would start to edit, no matter what the boss said.
Linking up with Denise at Girlie On The Edge Blog, where she hosts Six Sentence Stories, and the cue is Station.
Gosia at Looking for Identity has taken over Good Fences, and it's now Good Fences Around The World. Post a picture of a fence or gate, link back to her blog, and go visit other blogs to see what interesting fences there are out in this big world.
This is simply a neighbor up the street's fence and gate that i happen to like:
It's Angel Sammy's Poetry Day! This week's image and my poem:
Where two or three have gathered,
He has promised there to be.
So why don't you come over
And sit a while with me?
Our assembly may be small, it's true,
But don't dismiss the size,
For each true prayer is precious
In our Father's eyes.
We can read the Book where He has
Written of His deep love,
And pray that He will send us
That peace from up above.
Perhaps we'll ope' the hymnbook,
And of His graces sing,
We'll usher in the dawning,
And make the rafters ring.
Gather up your prayer needs,
Come over and you will see,
You will leave this place refreshed of soul
If you sit a while with me.
(Addendum, if you are a praying person, please pray for a former employee of the cat shelter, Ms. A. She is in her early 30's, with a seven-year-old son and a four-year-old daughter, and her husband/their dad was killed in an auto accident the other day. Thank you in advance for any good thoughts and prayers sent their way.)
Brian of Brian's Home hosts the Thankful Thursday Blog Hop. It's time to share something for which i am thankful.
Today i am thankful that i have steady work, that even though my schedule has changed, i am provided with the chance almost every single day to earn an honest coin.
Bad Hair Day -- birth anniversary of Don King
Birth of the White Buffalo -- Lakota Native American rituals honoring the birth of the White Buffalo in 1994, signaling the return of the White Buffalo Woman (manifestation of the Star Goddess Wohpe), who gave them the sacred peace pipe
Boil Over Thursday -- Fairy Calendar
Dial the Phone Day -- the first rotary dial phone patent was applied for by A. E. Keith, John Erickson, and Charles Erickson on this day in 1896
Feast of Asma -- Baha'i
Hijra -- Islam (New Year, began last night at the first viewing of the new moon crescent)
Independence From USSR Day -- Estonia
Moon's Birthday -- Aztec Calendar (according to some websites, but i haven't confirmed it; if you want something to celebrate, this is as good as anything else)
National Chocolate Pecan Pie Day
National Radio Day -- on the day WWJ(AM) radio first signed on in Detroit in 1920, one of the earliest news broadcast stations
Revolution Day -- Western Sahara
Revolution of the King and People -- Morocco
Sour Herring Premiere -- Sweden (by ordinance, the year's supply of sour herring may begin to be sold on the third Thursday in August)
St. Bernard of Clairvaux's Day (Patron of bees and beekeepers, candle makers, wax refiners; Burgundy, France; Cistercians; Gibralter; Queens College, Cambridge, England; Speyer Cathedral)
Stop and Smell Your Dog Day -- and, depending on the results, maybe even Give Your Dog a Bath Day
St. Stephen's Festival -- Budapest, Hungary (National Day for all of Hungary)
Thoth orders the healing of the Eye of Horus -- Ancient Egyptian Calendar (date approximate)
Virtual Worlds Day -- internet generated, as well it should be
World Mosquito Day -- commemorates the day Dr. Ronald Ross discovered the link between mosquitoes and malaria in 1897
Amy Adams, 1975
Tara Dakides, 1975
Jan Allen, 1956
Theresa Saldana, 1955
Al Roker, 1954
Robert Plant, 1948
Connie Chung, 1946
Don King, 1931
Jim Reeves, 1924
Jacqueline Susann, 1921
Eero Saarinen, 1910
Edgar Albert Guest, 1881
H.P. Lovecraft, 1880
Eliel Saarinen, 1873
Benjamin Harrison, 1833
Bernardo O'Higgins, 1776
"1812 Overture"(Tchaikovsky Op. 49), 1882
Today in History:
Hungary is established as a kingdom by Stephen I, 1000
The Dutch bring the first African slaves to the colony of Jamestown, VA, 1619
The Spanish establish the presidio that will be the town of Tuscon, Arizona, 1775
The Lewis and Clark "Corps of Discovery", exploring the Louisiana Purchase, suffers its only death when sergeant Charles Floyd dies, apparently from acute appendicitis 1804
Tchaikovsky's "1812 Overture" debuts in Moscow, 1882
Rotary Dial telephone is patented, 1896
The Big Blowup, a huge fire in the Northwestern US, burns 3 million acres, 1910
Adolphe Pegoud makes the first parachute jump from an airplane, 1913
Stainless steel is first cast, 1913
WJM,8Mk, Detroit, becomes the first commercial radio station to start daily broadcasting, 1920
UK becomes the first to use radar, 1940
Plutonium's weight determined, 1942
Launch of Voyager 2, 1977
George and Joy Adamson, the Born Free conservationists, are gunned down by poachers, 1989
The Oslo Peace Accords are signed in Norway, 1993
The Supreme Court of Canada rules that Quebec may not secede from Canada without federal government approval, 1998
As part of ongoing political reforms, the government of Myanmar announces it will end media censorship, 2012
Measles cases reach a record high in Europe with 41,000 infected in the first six months of 2018 and 37 deaths according to WHO, 2018
NASA confirms it is planning the Clipper Mission to Jupiter's moon Europa to take off in 2025 to explore the moon's oceans and find out if it can harbor life, 2019
I really like your six sentence story - and will assuredly send my best wishes to Ms A and her family.ReplyDelete
I like your six sentence story too, and hope she does get the editing done and the book eventually published, sooner rather than later.ReplyDelete
Praying for Ms A and family.ReplyDelete
Hope the person in the story gets her stories published. Praying for Ms A & children.ReplyDelete
bad hair day! HA. Good six. and I love the chapel picture.ReplyDelete
That's a wonderful story, that should be you, you're a wonderful writer. Love the poem and your purrfect thankful too. Prayers for Mrs. A from all of us, that is so very sad. Thanks for joining our Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!ReplyDelete
Stop and Smell Your Dog Day -- and, depending on the results, maybe even Give Your Dog a Bath Day. I discovered I DEFINITELY need to give all 3 of my dogs a bath today and hopefully, when they are dry they won't celebrate Bad Hair Day -- birth anniversary of Don King by rolling in poop! lolReplyDelete
I love your six sentence story, good for you!ReplyDelete
Prayers for Mrs A. How very sad. Great story- you are truly talented...cheers!ReplyDelete
Here is hoping she wins a Pulitzer! Great story in such a short space. Love that photo of the tiny church. So cozy.ReplyDelete
You have to live your dream. She will too. I can tell she has the determination.ReplyDelete
Love your poem and I love your thankful. Yes earning a honest living brings much joy.
Have a fabulous Thankful Thursday. Big hug. ♥♥♥
Surely the expression 'Better late than never' applies.ReplyDelete
It is horribly easy to procrastinate, carpe that bad boy
the poem today is amazing; and I am ever so sorry to hear about your friends husband; I do pray God gives the family the strength to see them through this ♥♥♥♥♥ReplyDelete
I love your white fence take careReplyDelete
Another lovely post but so sad for the lady and her young family. Wishing them all to find the peace and comfort they need and send them much love.ReplyDelete
Glad you wrote a SSS using the prompt as being about one's station in life. I considered that also, but what came to mind was something different.ReplyDelete
Your poem is beautiful. I hope your friend and her children feel the prayers offered up for them at this time and receive the added strength and comfort they need.
Excellent story and poem. I will pray for your friend, that is so sad. XOReplyDelete
Good read, thanks.ReplyDelete
I will pray for her and hers. I promise.
Beautiful poem. It is good to get grandmother's stories in a form in which they can be published. May God protect Ms A and her children.ReplyDelete
Inspiring SSS. With her determination and the spirit of her Grandmother with her, she can get this done.ReplyDelete
The first day of the rest of her life. Good luck to her.ReplyDelete
I look forward to the finished book! Your poem spoke to me, as I was among a tiny congregation which ended up in member's homes. Praying for your friends with such a horrible loss.ReplyDelete
great story and finished book would be wonderful! Neat fence photo ^_^ReplyDelete
Live each moment with love,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
I love your Six! Go Girl!ReplyDelete
It can be something as mundane as a blaring alarm clock to "wake us" into taking a closer look at our lives. Excellent use of metaphor :DReplyDelete
Your poem is beautiful and peaceful. I will add Ms. A and her children in my prayers.
Stop and smell your dog day! I love that!ReplyDelete
God bless Ms. A. and give her strength.ReplyDelete