Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers
Week of 07-29 thru 08-04-2015
This week’s photo prompt is provided by Etol Bagam. Thank you Etol!
Morning Stroll
Joanne and John decided to take their morning stroll across the scenic bridge. They enjoyed sitting on the benches at the top of the bridge and watching the waterfall.
John left a short time later and walked over to the donut shop to buy coffee and their favorite donuts.
He was carrying the donuts and coffee when he walked up to Joanne and she looked at him and smiled, then asked him if he would like to join her. He smiled back, sat down, and then she asked him what his name was.
He knew at that moment their life would change forever! She was doing so well with her memory excercises.
With tears in his eyes he recalled her doctor warning him that this day would come.
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Copyright © 2015 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved
What a sweet story but sad because of her dementia. Your story was full of emotion and was so heart touching Jessie. I can only imagine how he must feel.
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Thank you! It’s always really sad to have a person you love, just disappear although they are right there with you! 😦
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Yes, that’s a good description for dementia, they disappear in plain sight.
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I hope it keeps getting better.
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Sometimes they can recall certain things and people, but you never know when it will happen or if it will ever happen again.
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I’m seeing a theme amongst some of the stories I have read of love stories gone bad. It’s an unfortunate truth of life I guess, that nothing stays as it was. People grow older and get diseases like Joanne and one day what you had you don’t have anymore. How sad 😦
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Your absolutely right! No one gets to escape the sadness in their life especially when you get to the “elderly” stage of life….some even earlier than that. Life is full of mysteries and there are so many unanswered questions .Thank you for reading and commenting.
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So sad. My biggest fear. Fear of heights I deal with dementia is one I have no control over.
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It’s heartbreaking for the person observing , and must be very frightening for the person with it when they first discover they have it! No one can accept being out of control of their actions.
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I think most of us who are getting older think about (and fear) the possibilities of getting this awful illness. It’s so hard on loved ones who must watch the gradual decline in someone they love. I’m glad Joanne is showing some improvement, though whether it will continue for long can never be certain. Moving story Jessie.
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Thank you, Millie. It is a dreaded disease and everyone keeps hoping there will be a drug one day that will prevent it from happening.
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I’m with you on that, Jessie. I’m sure they’ll find some drug to at least slow it down or control the symptoms before long. It’s an awful thing, and it’s so tragic to see once vibrant and active people succumb to it.
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Oof, that brutal thud at the end. Did anyone get the license of that truck?
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A very poignant story, Jessie. It must be so hard to watch as someone you love slips away. Well done.
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Thank you so much! It is very heartbreaking …especially observing it happening from week to week and and wondering what kind of thoughts they are having and things they are dealing with.
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Ohh.. such a heartbreaking piece. This story reminds me of Nicholas Spark’s “The Notebook”. 😦
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Yes, it is a terrible thing to have to accept. Thank you for commenting.
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Dementia 😦 , this is the exact same thing that inspired my flash fiction too. You did a job well done on it, but oh, what a journey awaiting both of them in navigating through Joanne’s dementia.
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I liked this. Subtle, heartbreaking, but maybe still with a tinge of hope?
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Thank you! We always have hope.
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Yes, it can be a long process and the strain is tremendous and heartbreaking. Thank you for the compliment. 😐
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Both sweet and sad at the same time. At least they have donuts 😉
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Yes, you can’t go wrong with donuts!
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I wanted more. Good job.
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Thank you, I’m glad it had that affect. 🙂
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I read this a second time. Somehow it struck more deeply this time. I went through it with my mother. She seldom know who I was. Most often I was her husband, or he brother. Other times she asked who i was.
We tolerated the bad times and enjoyed the good times.
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It’s such a heartwrenching disease, especially when they no longer know who you are. I’m sorry you had to experience it.
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