Belief (#captureyourgrief)

The CAPTURE YOUR GRIEF Photographic Challenge from CarlyMarie Project Heal is part of Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month – October 2013 and I am making it more personal for me by taking a photo and then using it to create a short story. - See more at: http://www.thisisawand.com/search/label/%23captureyourgrief#sthash.MAmYkr59.dpuf

The CAPTURE YOUR GRIEF Photographic Challenge from CarlyMarie Project Heal is part of Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month – October 2013 and I am making it more personal for me by taking a photo and then using it to create a short story. - See more at: http://www.thisisawand.com/search/label/%23captureyourgrief#sthash.MAmYkr59.dpuf

Belief

The little fairy figurine sat pride of place in the shop window, amongst cheap molded plastic and soft toys that had seen better days. The harsh fluorescent lights did her no favors, hiding her true beauty under a white unforgiving glare, but if you looked closely you could still see she was a treasure. The fine porcelain had a luminescent quality, no matter the light source and the deftly sculpted features were delicate and ethereal. This led weight to the belief that the fairy had not been fashioned by hurried hands in substandard buildings in far off lands, but instead born from a marriage of cautiously measured exotic ingredients and whispered words of power.  When seen from the corner of an eye, the delicate wings seemed to flitter for a moment. The miniature wand was large with untapped promise, of wishes and spells asking to be fulfilled if only someone would believe enough. The fairy’s dress was the exactitude of a white calla lily, so vital and alive until you reached to caress it only to find it hard and cold. Whatever force was keeping her so imprisoned was unseen, and at any moment it seemed as though the spell could break and she would leave, flying out the door to wherever she was needed most. In plain sight of the girls and boys that ran past each day busy with important tasks such as spending their last two dollars on lollies or buying a card for their mother’s birthday, the fairy waited.

Identity (#captureyourgrief)

Identity

 

 CAPTURE YOUR GRIEF Photographic Challenge from CarlyMarie Project Heal is part of Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month – October 2013 and I am making it more personal for me by taking a photo and then using it to create a short story. - See more at: http://www.thisisawand.com/search/label/%23capturethegrief#sthash.Q7gXbzm1.dpuf

“I used to take these two at a time” She thought out loud with a tinge of bitterness as she stared down the steps to the beach below.  Their steepness and height now brought with them a vague sense of vertigo and she could barely manage them at all, only with the help of  the recently installed handrail her son-in-law had insisted on. “We’re just worried about you Mum” he had justified, attempting to soothe her wounded pride when the workman had just turned up out of the blue, but she knew that it was really all about the resale value.  And she had told him so too, angrily slamming the phone down. Still she had conceded to it, and now the handrail was a blight on the landscape. Down on the dunes beside the path, the marram grass hadn’t recovered sufficiently to camouflage it, after the rude trampling it had endured.

Sunrise (#captureyourgrief)

Sunrise

The day after it happened, Doc woke up with the sun. He reached out each limb, carefully and deliberately stretching and limbering one after the other, for these were the tools of his trade and he had to look after them. His chiseled, hard-as-rock muscles were not the result of hours at the gym pumping iron, but instead were built the old-fashioned way – pushing iron - shovels, axes and picks in endless pursuit of precious metals. Work in the mines was hard but rewarding. He felt the ache each night, oh boy did he feel that ache, but woke each morning renewed and ready to do it all over again. Work was not some mental escape from reality, nor was it just a means to an end, but a real reason to get up each morning.