Master of None
Emily sat alone in the hot sunlight on the pier, her feet dangling just above the surface of the water but not close enough to break it. It’s how she felt often lately, like she was on the verge of something, positioned to jump in with both feet, but unable to put even a tentative toe forward to test the water.
She had yet to master the most basic skills or navigate everyday life on her own; things like sleeping, eating, going out to work or a social event – oh, the social was the worst – seemed insurmountable since Jasper was no longer with her. She knew, though, that she had to continue to move through life without him and perhaps even find a suitable replacement, which was really a far less callous endeavor than it sounded.
When the air began to feel cooler on her face, Emily stood and straightened her dress. She unfolded her cane and reached instinctively for the space her faithful guide no longer occupied beside her, then blinked back a tear and walked slowly toward the shore.
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Life goes on through loss and grief and eventually we have to summon the strength to go on with the flow of life. Beautiful story, Lisa!
It does indeed, Moon, no matter what. Thanks for reading!
Lisa, this was a very touching story of a blind person’s daily struggle. Loved the simple matter of fact manner displayed here.
Thank you, Neel. I hope I’ve portrayed it appropriately.
Moving-thanks.
I must really need a cup of coffee. I kept saying “Paul’s moving? Where?” Slow brain day.
Now that I’ve figured out it’s not about that…thank you.
I love the tone and pace here. Without knowing the whole story, I’m able to capture the mood. And it makes me want to read more.
Awesome, thank you! I kind of think there isn’t a whole lot better as a writer than having people say “more please” about your words.
Someone above used the word I was thinking, ‘the tone’ is quite moving. That’s the thing with the good writing, it elicits emotion, rather than project it.
‘cellent Six, L
Thank you, Clark.
This story is written so well that it actually fits more than one scenario quite well, it was not until the end that Emily’s situation was clarified and we can see the struggle to adapt that she must now face. I really liked the sense of inner reflection that you portrayed!
Thank you, Josie. That’s really great input. Appreciate it!
Busy weekend ahead and I have a bunch of catching up to do on reading…but I’ll get there. I’ll be around to see you soon. xo
An illustration of the tenacity of the human spirit. You write good stories, Ms. Storyteller. You gotz da knack. <3
I write what I know and believe. And I definitely believe in the power of the human spirit. Thanks!
Your words were sharp yet concise, Lisa.
Made me feel her pain…well done 🙂
Thank you, Ruchira! And for your thoughts on the blog name earlier – great help!
LOVE LOVE LOVE. You did an amazing job of saying so so much in few sentences. I feel her, grasping for his hand, remembering, and moving forward.
Hey, thanks! xo