In the chair at the foot of Granny’s bed the doll sat as it always had. As a small child she’d occasionally picked it up to play with “but gently” as her Granny always reminded her.
And now, Granny was no longer there but the doll was and as she picked it up with reverence she thought of the trials that had befallen her grandmother in her long life. How she and grandfather had lost everything during the Great Depression, then a son lost in the Great War, but somehow through it Granny and her doll had survived unharmed, together.
This post is in response to the 100 word writing challenge from Velvet Verbosity where we are asked to write 100 words inspired by a single prompt. This week’s word is REVERENCE
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I choose how I will spend the rest of my life 
Perfectly done Judith.
xxx Huge Hugs xxx
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Thanks David – it’s fun to write to a given number of words and try to tell the story in that short space.
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Excellent!
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Thanks Darlene – I am enjoying the discipline of telling a story in 100 words
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And if the doll could talk what stories she could tell. Good story!
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Ah yes, if only it could. Thanks for the comment.
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Hi Judith… long time to chat! Thanks for calling around at OMBH again, your visits are always appreciated! 😉
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Sorry for delay in acknowledging your comment. Missed it somehow
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Your 100-word story says so much about a life of hardship and the pain of loss.
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Thanks Patti – I love the discipline of telling a story in so few words.
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