A Picture can say so much, mean many different things to different people. Some can look at a photograph and see a particular mood much different than the person before. They mean many things as well, such as memories from a vacation, a special day or event. Yesterday a picture more than I could imagine for me.
Last week, I was fortunate enough to be asked to take on a little more responsibility here and Collective Voice Magazine. One of the tasks I now get to do is post our Writing Prompts for our Daily, Weekly and Monthly Challenges. I experienced my first Writing Challenge here and have grown to be a huge supporter of this type of exerciser.
Not only do these challenges provide ideas on days we have Writer’s Block, but also encourages a writer to challenge the imagination and step out of the box. I am living proof the are a very useful tool. I have grown immensely as a writer.
On Monday, May 8th, I posted my first group of prompts. I will admit, secretly it gave me a bit of a thrill.
The prompts toward the end of the week, approaching Mother’s Day began to reflect the special day from all Moms on Sunday. The prompts are all there, we are all encouraged to participate in as many as we can if not all. Yet, we do keep in mind, life tends to get a bit busy and that may not be possible.
Wednesday’s prompt was the one I really had my eye on, the One Word Prompt: Tranquil
Just saying the word and the thought of writing a piece based on that word was, well, it was soothing in a way. Unfortunately, Wednesday was a day life got hectic. My Tranquility did not happen….but, I promise it shall.
One of the beautiful things about these Prompts, in my opinion, is I can put them in my “Topic Bank” and save them for a day my mind draws a blank.
I will say, the week has continued the same pattern and Thursday’s Challenge for me failed to happen as well. Thursday’s Prompt: Photograph. Again on Thursday, I wasn’t able to get the One Word Prompt article written. Although I am the one to go to a Challenge Prompt website or create the prompts myself, they are all mostly random. With the exception of those close to a holiday or special occasion.
There was no question on Friday, I would be using Thursday’s prompt, Photograph.
Friday, too, was hectic as well as somewhat stressful. We have had a few road blocks, as we all do now and then. They were moving along a little slower than hoped.
When I arrived home from errands, I powered up my laptop first thing, off to put groceries away. While putting things away, I found myself thinking of my Mom. We lost Mom unexpectedly in May 2015. Since she has been gone, I often find myself missing our talks.
Over the last two years, I have been shown she is still with me. I talk to her often. Sometimes, I ask her to give me a little sign. Something subtle to let me know everything will be okay or a decision I have made or thinking about is a good idea. A believer or not, there has been those subtle signs I needed.
Yesterday, I had one of my little discussion with my mother. Going over the hurdles we have ahead of us. I asked her to please pass our need for prayer to God and mentioned I was going to call my older brother for advice. Again, this time, I let my mom know, I would really appreciate a sign she was with me during this hard time, that life would continue and we would get through our issues and that calling my brother would be a good idea.
The picture that came up on my laptop, couldn’t be more accurate of a sign.
As I mentioned, the laptop was turned on so when I was settled and ready, I could get some writing and other necessities accomplished. Sitting down at my laptop, I noticed I must not have signed out of Facebook. Like usual, there was a “Facebook Memory” positioned exactly in the middle of the screen.
The screenshot is a picture I posted of my mother and me. Not only is it a picture of the two of us, it was taken at my older brothers wedding. This photograph was displayed covering my entire laptop screen, waiting for me to get the sign she is indeed with me. The fact it is at my oldest brothers wedding, confirms it for me.
I called my brother immediately. We had a great conversation, getting caught up with each others families. And as always, he gave good advice, support and wisdom.
When asked for a favor, to help with family dinner or anything needing her help, Mom went big!
It took me a second or two, to put everything together. I had asked her for a subtle sign that all would be fine and calling my brother. When I collected my thoughts and realized the photograph of us was at my brothers wedding. I laughed a little and thought, “That’s my Mom.” Her theory was, if they need a little, a whole bunch would be perfect.
Going in to Mother’s Day, I would like wish my mom a good one. As I often do, Mom, I will be thinking of you on that day. I can see you now, sitting up in Heaven finally being able to watch over all your children, Grandchildren and beyond seeing we are all happy and well. No, Mom, it’s without the worries.