I really enjoy these Five-Minute Friday writing sessions. Knowing that I can produce some thoughts onto the screen and only expend a few moments in a packed schedule, leaves me feeling satisfied. Ideas for blogging come to me like the consistent waves of the ocean upon the sand. But a damn stops the ideas midway; the damn of "life." I am too busy LIVING to stop and W-R-I-T-E. Not a very good existence for one who wants to write.
But, one must live the experiences in order to write, right?
Every author that I have read about writing, exhorts of the mandatory need of disciplined writing-even, when there seems to be no time. Well, unless my blog posts have the subject structure that I want to present them in, I do not post them. I fear they be just incoherent ramblings (kind-of like I am doing now ; )
So enough rambling and let's write! for five minutes. LisaJo Baker's prompt today is LAST.
The afternoon sky is hazier than last month. Grass is drying into a wheat-tan color. The newspaper is full of colorful flyers advertising back-to-school sales.
The last days of summer are here.
Two boys now grown preparing for the first days of college. Mama preparing her heart (and celebrating inwardly!)
Mom freezing corn for home-made chicken corn soup that will fill the nostrils with aroma mid-winter.
Canning tomatoes for fresh spaghetti sauce.
Washing curtains that are neglectfully covered with puffy, gray dust.
School-clothes shopping even though the girls are HOME-schooled.
One daughter changing dance academies. Another gaining a new tutor.
Mom also starting graduate studies, making preparations to register a non-profit organization.
So much change.
The last days of fervent ice cream licks, the tongue trying to beat the melting-heat, will soon be over.
Reluctant hearts relinquish the inevitable last days...but looking expectantly ahead, knowing that Last Days mean there are First Ones ahead.