Couldn’t resist trying this challenge again.
Answer the question – Have all your clocks stopped?
in 42 words exactly
I sensed a change in the air, a tranquility.
“Hello Susan.” The rocking chair stirred.
“Bob is that you?” After forty years we spoke. I didn’t ask how.
At the end of the visit the grandfather clock in the living room chimed.
Bob was my boy friend killed in Viet Nam
Wow. I could tell as I read it, before seeing who Bob was, that this was very personal to you. The emotion you conveyed in those few words was palpable. I pray you see Bob again one day.
thank you –
Powerful piece. I sympathise with your pain. I hope you get to see Bob in your dreams again, happy, healthy and loving.
I think of him often – thank you
That’s touching. Sorry for your loss.
thanks for the “visit” 🙂
I liked the change in the air. That set it up well for what was to come.
thank you for that – it was my plan
Very touching, but glad that there was one last communication, if only for a moment.
well I didn’t say for how long 😀 thanks for the visit
This made me feel very sad. A powerful piece.
actually not sad – I got to speak to him 😀
If only we had a way to harness these moments… I wouldn’t mind a few stolen minutes with those I’ve lost.
when time stands still
Yeah. Exactly. We need to figure out how to do that whenever the mood strikes.
if anyone could figure it out – would be you
why, thank you.
I’ll see what I can do.
I have always said that I wish I could live two lives, in two places..where time stands still in one and I can be in that moment with the people I love, the people I lost, the moments that changed me.
what a personal, thoughtful take on the prompt. It was really lovely.
thank you so much. Two lives would be wonderful
Powerful, immediately reminded me of a particular song dear to me.
which one? thank you very much
The lines at 1 min 15 secs, and at 2 mins, specifically.
Thank you for letting me read this. It’s sad and powerful for the right reasons. Well done.
thank you for reading – and for the wonderful comment
there is great comfort in the words Old Father Time ….
For you Sue it maybe a place where you know you can find Bob whenever you want to talk…
Who knows how somethings happen girl… we can only accept it and not question it…
I’m pleased you have a comfort zone Sue…
Your words here makes me think we all walk amongst giants beyond our understanding.. xxx
how sweet to visit my gargleblaster
Awww. Love this visit. Condolences. Some pain barely fades, for sure.
and thanks for your visit too!
Oh boy! Hauntingly bittersweet.
thank you for the lovely comment
Ethereal and haunting in a comforting way. Stirring rocking chairs aren’t always so innocent.
poor rocking chair lol. I meant my comment on yours in a very good way
Beautiful opening line to a sweet, nostalgic piece. Nice job! Thanks for linking up to the gargleblaster again!
Definitely my pleasure – you’re a wonderful group