Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for another Friday Fictioneers Prompt.
PHOTO PROMPT © Marie Gail Stratford
Looking out the window, all I saw were tall buildings and people. My heart fluttered with fear. I wanted to pack her up and take her home. This sprawling metropolis overwhelmed this small town mom. A person could get lost here.
Her excitement vibrated off the walls of the room. Where she saw adventure, I saw reruns of Dateline and posters of missing loved ones. These were her dreams. The fear all mine.
I wrapped my arms around my daughter. It was time to let go. “I’m so proud of you. You’re gonna love it here.”
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So glad the mother let her go and live her life. It’s a hard decision to make, but all little birds need to be let loose. Otherwise, they may never learn how to fly. Good story work on real-time event.
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Thank you, I’m glad you liked it. I’ve always wanted my girls to be independent and strong women. But, watching them spread their wings that first time, is difficult. So glad you stopped by the Cow Pasture and commented.
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I hate saying goodbye to my kids when we go to visit. Don’t tell them that though, I got an image to maintain. 😎
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I hear you. Your secret is safe with me.
🙂
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She just might manage to convince herself… Sweet and poignant.
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Thanks Dale. Glad you liked it and happy you stopped by.
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Dear Sheila,
Really love this one and I see how real it is for you.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you Rochelle. It most definetly was real nearly 4 years ago when my youngest moved to Washington DC. But, I must say she’s doing well and I love my trips (2 x year) to see her. Thanks for stopping by and commenting. I’m glad you liked it.
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I totally understand. I have three sons scattered across the States. It was tough when my eldest left for New York City.
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I hear you but aren’t those trips to see them fun?
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So well done!
It’s hard to be a mom.
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Yes it is and no matter how old they get, you’re always – Mom. Thanks so much for stopping by the Cow Pasture and commenting.
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You handled yourself like a super mom!
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Thanks, but I’m sure my daughter would beg to differ. LOL. Especially when I haven’t heard from her in 3-4 days and she gets the message, ” Get in touch or I’m calling for a welfare check!” She’s beautiful, single and in a big city – this momma ain’t gonna take any chances. LOL
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So many parents have these feelings and you captured them beautifully. I love how the mom realized that they were all her own fears and didn’t let them stop her from letting her daughter have the freedom any child needs to grow into adulthood. I say all this, but when my son and future children reach the college age and I’m in this same boat, I don’t know how I’ll be able to bottle in such emotions. I’ll try my best! 🙂
Sheila, have you checked out J.A. Allen’s blog, Scribbles on Cocktail Napkins? She is doing a challenge that is quick little flash fictions, one per week. I’ve already got mine posted for Sunday’s prompt. Come check it out: https://scribblesoncocktailnapkins.wordpress.com/2016/04/03/ssc-2-april-3-9-2016/comment-page-1/#comment-933
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Thanks for the kind comments and let me warn you, it is hard to let go no matter the age! No I haven’t checked our J.A. Allen’s blog, but I will tonight. Thanks for the referral. I’ll be sure to comment.
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Bitter sweet and realistic. Like this.
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Thanks Kimberly. Youngest moved to Washington DC, nearly 4 years ago. Culture shock for this mom. LOL
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I can imagine. Must be hard enough when they move locally let alone hundreds of miles away. My two sisters and I have only moved a max of 7 miles away from our parents. Which makes it easier now that Dad is on his own, in his 80s. All the best, Kim
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It’s difficult, but I make two flights a year to see her and she comes home twice a year. So, we’ve found a happy medium. I still worry though – a mom’s prerogative.
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Hopefully Skype etc makes it easier to keep in touch. My husband’s only sister works in the Middle East, and we find it so handy to keep in touch with her. I’m fortunate enough to have 1 sister about a mile away, and the other one about 5 miles away. And am surrounded by nephews and nieces, and one great-nephew, which is lovely. Mind you, the word great-nephew makes me realise that middle age doesn’t just happen to other people!
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Well said and yes we Skype and FaceTime. I’m fortunate to have my oldest daughter and granddaughters only 20 mins away.
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Glad they’re close for you. Signing off now, work in the morning 😀Hope your week goes well. G’night.
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