No, it is not Friday I know, I know! But, hey it is an event that I like and it will improve my creative writing skills. Plus, it is fun! If you would like to know more about this event please go here
Graffiti downtown Richmond, VA. Photo prompt one eye open and one eye shut.
I instantly thought artistic beauty! This is free flow writing so I am going to go with the many thoughts that come to my head when thinking about this mural.
- “Oh crap, did I really do that lastnite?”
- “Is she really running around naked”?
- “Who was that and what was he doing?”
- “Is that what I think it is?”
- “In confused!”
- “The dog got let out again!”
- “What’s this world coming to?”
I choose to go with my more humours side of life today. I have been thinking to deeply into things. This exercise proved very helpful to me. It showed me to take my time and relax. Instead of being so literal and serious then things will flow better.
Watch this kid debate with his mom Linda! Too funny!
Today’s daily one word prompt is “witness” to learn more about daily prompts or see what others write about go here and check it out. Now here is my take on this prompt.
A witness is described as someone that see’s something usually an event, crime, or accident. It can be used as a noun or a verb. Ok, so that is the technical low down on the word but I am going to talk about what I am a witness to. I have had a colorful life, to say the least. But, the best thing I have ever witnessed was the birth or a child. Besides my own, I got to attend the birth of two of my nephews and my beautiful grandson Jaxon. To be privileged enough to have gotten to see this miracle more than one time in my life. In a nutshell, the word witness reminds me of the miracle of child birth. It brings tears to my eyes thinking about the last on I was able to witness. Me, my son, his wife, and his mother in law were all there. Watching my son care for his wife while she was in pain and agony. Seeing his face as white as ghost. Because, he was so nervous made me so proud of him. You see at the end of the bed where all the action was set to happen stood two women. Two mothers watching their babies become parents and anticipating seeing our grandson for the first time. Most grandma’s on each side don’t have a bond as strong as my co-grandparent Betty and I do. We had grown close by then and we held each other’s hands while we watched Jaxon’s head and then entire body enter this word. Tears flowed from our eye’s because we were witnesses to a miracle. The birth of this child changed us. My son and his wife did such a great job with this baby. The memories are like yesterday and he is now over 2 years old. To see this child every day I can and watch him grow I know I will never witness another baby coming into this world as unique as Jaxon. I am blessed and proud to be his grandma his NeNe!