My grandson is coming.
We’re having a baby tonight or tomorrow.
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Daughter’s Baby Shower
Here I am at the baby shower.
Mother to be at 32 weeks at the baby shower.
We had a nice sit-down meal at a very fancy place. Great turnout and they have just about everything they absolutely need. My daughter is 40 now and this is number 3. Oldest is 21 and a US Marine and the middle child is going to be 13 when this one is born.
Tessa –
Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian
Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com
Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/
Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.
Friday #fotoflash October 11, 2019
DB McNicol’s #fotoflash
Photo courtesy of DB McNicol via Pixabay
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Young Hitch Hikers
By Teresa Smeigh 2019
Traveling at night was mom’s idea to avoid all the traffic on our way across the country to California. She constantly hushed us as she couldn’t concentrate when we did drive during the day. She found driving at night with all of us asleep made it hard for her to stay awake.
We were driving this one night, and it was pitch black out. The car sputtered and quit. We sat, hoping for someone to drive by and stop.
Suddenly the moon came from behind the clouds and lit up the area, and then we noticed the gas sign up on the hill light up. The electricity must have been out. It was too far for my mom to walk, dragging two little kids along with her just to get gas.
Just then some lights came up behind us. The car slowed, and it was a woman alone. She asked if we were ok and mom explained the situation. Since we were just two little kids and a woman alone she took a chance and gave us a ride to the gas station, which there turned out to be one much closer than that sign. We got our gas, and she brought us back. She waited to see if we got the car started and then thanking her profusely she went on her way.
Not all strangers ignore people in need.
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DB McNicol’s Rules:
Welcome to my Friday Foto Flash Fiction challenge! Each Friday I will post a new picture to be used as inspiration for your flash fiction written in 500 words or less. Be sure to include the photo, the source credit, and a link to this post with your story. Entries will close on Thursday at midnight Eastern Time.
Once your post is live, add your link to the list below. I hope you will visit the other entries (and check back often for new stories). Remember to leave them a comment in appreciation. Thank you and enjoy! Here’s your photo prompt.
Tessa –
Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian
Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com
Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/
Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.
Losing my psycho-therapist and now office is closing for good. No more therapy for me.
I had been told by my therapist a couple of weeks ago or maybe a month ago that she was leaving and she would help get me set up with a new one in the office. Psychotherapy is not like a cold where any doctor will do. They need to know everything about you. What is going on in your mind. So I was apprehensive, but I have seen her for quite a few years and figured she had a good idea who would be best. Yesterday’s session I was supposed to meet her and she would sit in.
I got there and settled in and I talked to my therapist for a bit and then finally I asked her if the new therapist would still be sitting in. Then she drops the bombshell. There was no reason to, since the office was closing its doors for good. I was speechless at this point. The situation was already bad enough, but now I would have no one. And they recently moved to this office.
I go there pro-bono (no fee) for about 4 years or so since they didn’t accept my new insurance and I really couldn’t afford to keep paying the copay although that was one of the options. The owner decided since I was a long-time patient (9 years) and that I needed it, he would allow me to see a therapist pro-bono and that was 1 session every week. I really can’t complain, but it does mean that I can’t continue in therapy, not even once a month. My current therapist said I could follow her to her new employer, but insurance and copays would be in effect even if they accepted my insurance. I know there are places that use a sliding scale, but adding any other medical fees to my over-stretched budget just can’t happen. I will have to struggle through life on my own like other people do. I am thankful for what they did for me, but now it is time for me to take care of me.
It might mean more complaining on here, but it is, what it is.
Tessa –
Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian
Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com
Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/
Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.
Friday #fotoflash September 27, 2019
DB McNicol’s #fotoflash
Photo courtesy of Morguefile
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Birthday Surprise – The Old Deuce Coupe
By Teresa Smeigh 2019
Danny was disappointed when he looked at the pile of birthday gifts. None of them were large enough to be what he desired the most, a little car like dads jeep. He had hinted to everyone he knew, but here he sits with the little pile of gifts, and holding back the tears as he didn’t want anyone see him cry, he was a big boy now.
“Danny why aren’t you opening your gifts,” mom asks although she knows the answer. She couldn’t wait to show him his surprise. She had Bob take it out and put it on the other side of his jeep so Danny wouldn’t see it too soon.
Danny struggling with the wrap on his aunt’s gift was ready to chuck the whole affair and head to his room. Why does she always wrap the entire present in tape? Finally pulling off the last of the tape he finds a small helmet. “What’s this for, I don’t need it,” he says nearly in tears again.
“You’ll see Danny, just open your gifts,” mom says.
He opens the next one and finds a small leather jacket just like his dad’s and it even has stripes. He stops and puts it on immediately. Now he starts to grin, that miniature look of his father becoming evident on his face. The next one contains gloves. After opening a few more non-essential gifts he turns to his parents expectantly. “Any more?”
“Well, Danny it’s sitting just to the other side of your dad’s jeep.” And he was off. Wearing his gloves and leather jacket and the boots his sister had given him and hoping with all his might that he would see what he wanted to see.
“A mini-coupe, jeez thanks, mom and dad. Just what I wanted.” He jumps in and takes off across the yard.
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DB McNicol’s Rules:
Welcome to my Friday Foto Flash Fiction challenge! Each Friday I will post a new picture to be used as inspiration for your flash fiction written in 500 words or less. Be sure to include the photo, the source credit, and a link to this post with your story. Entries will close on Thursday at midnight Eastern Time.
Once your post is live, add your link to the list below. I hope you will visit the other entries (and check back often for new stories). Remember to leave them a comment in appreciation. Thank you and enjoy! Here’s your photo prompt.
Tessa –
Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian
Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com
Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/
Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.
Chapter 4 of book “Government Property – Memoir of a Military Wife” – has posted
Click here for Chapter 4 or click on the link at the top of the page.
Tessa –
Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian
Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com
Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/
Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.
Friday #fotoflash September 13, 2019
DB McNicol’s #fotoflash
Photo courtesy of Morguefile
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Surprise Birthday!
By Teresa Smeigh 2019
Dana was not used to the high heels. She wore flats since she was 6 feet tall and taller than most boys as it is, without adding high heel shoes. She had a handful of Birthday balloons filled with helium, which she assumed her boyfriend Toby sent her early this morning.
Today was her 21st Birthday, and she wanted to start it out with a bang. Suddenly she falls off the heels, and she falls with a bang on the road, and that wasn’t the type of bang she meant.
She let go of the balloons in shock. She grabbed her knees in pain. They were scraped and bloody. Tears started falling. She searched for a tissue but ended up wiping the tears and blood on her torn white dress, not caring about staining even though she was on her way to visit her boyfriend. The tear in the dress had already ruined it, so the stains didn’t matter much.
Sitting on the road crying she fell someone come up and put their arms around her. She jerked back and looked at who had grabbed her and was relieved to see Toby.
“What happened to you? And where did those balloons come from,” he asked her.
“I fell off these blasted heels and didn’t the balloons come from you?”
“Sorry you fell, hope you didn’t hurt yourself too badly, but no, the balloons aren’t from me. These are,” he said. And then she noticed the balloons in his hand.
“Oh they are so much prettier than these, but who gave them to me?”
“A mystery. Do you have a secret admirer?”
“Not that I know of. I like yours better.”
He gives her a quick kiss and then checks out her wound. It had stopped bleeding, and he gave it a quick kiss and held out his hand to help her up. Just then Rodney came racing up and shoved them both to the ground. The balloons flew away, and Rodney started kicking Toby over and over. Dana took off a heel and hit Rodney in the head knocking him out.
“Those darn heels were good for something,” they both said at the same time.
Rodney was coming to so they took Toby’s belt and belted his hands together and called the police.
“Happy Birthday, baby!” They could hear the sirens in the distance. Rodney was trying to get loose.
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DB McNicol’s Rules:
Welcome to my Friday Foto Flash Fiction challenge! Each Friday I will post a new picture to be used as inspiration for your flash fiction written in 500 words or less. Be sure to include the photo, the source credit, and a link to this post with your story. Entries will close on Thursday at midnight Eastern Time.
Once your post is live, add your link to the list below. I hope you will visit the other entries (and check back often for new stories). Remember to leave them a comment in appreciation. Thank you and enjoy! Here’s your photo prompt.
Tessa –
Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian
Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com
Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/
Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.
