Papa

Written for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/ ‘I had a brilliant first day. I can write my name really well,’ Ayan said, his eyes bright with knowledge. It didn’t matter that these children weren’t biologically his; he was proud to be their papa. They forgot about work and replaced it with a joy that no pay could bring asContinue reading “Papa”

Repair the Past

Written for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/ A new year, fireworks a plenty, January is a chance to make peace, give ourselves a reset. Whatever your life has shown, we can repair the past with a positive outlook, friends, family and love is a strength stronger than doubt and fear. as we begin our new year.

Birthday Treat

Written for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/ Sarah hid behind the balloons, all the smiling faces giving an air of happiness. Her little girl liked Baby shark, and she couldn’t afford the fancy birthday cakes, or themed parties. The balloons she got off Facebook Marketplace. The paint was free from the same site. Painting the wall, was easy. SheContinue reading “Birthday Treat”

Claws

Written in response for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/ It crawls all across my branch, its humanlike fingers tighten against my roots. I hear the angry rumble of the machine, its angry claws ready to cut through the red mark on my trunk. Cold, like a forgotten winter, there is nothing I can do to stop this insidious monster.Continue reading “Claws”

Yet!

This week’s prompt from https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/ Barbed wire mind constantly giving unwanted feedback, shaping thoughts into a minefield of self destruction. Worry, fear, a sense of foreboding, always there . . . Yet! We can change our view, give ourselves a chance of survival; Focus on the things, which make us happy. A walk in theContinue reading “Yet!”

When I Grow Up

Written for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see ‘What do you want to do to when you grow up?’ It wasn’t a difficult question, Molly always knew what she wanted to be. Even from an early age, she picked the Doctor Barbie, or set up a teddy hospital for all those with dog related injuries. It wasn’t totally his fault;Continue reading “When I Grow Up”