My Story A Day May prompt for today was to write (or imply) a story in the form of a list.
Life: A Chronology
- Big bang
- formation of all elements
- formation of the Earth
- formation of solid rock
- erosion of rock
- sedimentation
- action of tides and waves
- 1975 – harvested by Gary Dahl from Rosarito Beach in Mexico
- 1975 – boxed with straw and fastened into a cardboard box with holes in top
- 1975 – bought by Gretchen, age six
- 1975 – wrapped by Gretchen, age six (very badly)
- 1975 – opened by Arthur, grandfather of Gretchen
- 1975 – taken to office and placed on corner of Arthur’s desk
- 1990 – placed in box with other personal items when Arthur retires
- 2019 – found in box in back of closet by Gretchen
- 2019 – taken to Bright Springs and placed on nightstand by Arthur’s bed
- 2019 – held often by Arthur, stroked, spoken to of many times and thoughts
- 2019 – shown picture of cobbled street on wall opposite bed, promised home there
- 2019 – thrown by Arthur, with final burst of strength, at picture
- 2019 to present – home
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And here are some doors and openings. Yes, I take pictures of pictures of doors!
Thursday Doors is the brainchild of Norm Frampton, photographer extraordinaire. Visit his site, enjoy his wonderful photographs, follow his instructions, and enter a world of doors.
MY PROMPTS TODAY: list, home for a pet rock
MA
Dan Antion
May 16, 2019 at 7:57amPictures of pictures of doors are always good. Actually, if the picture had a window and you could look in the window and see. Picture of a door sitting on a desk, I’d like that too.
Marian Allen
May 16, 2019 at 8:04amAnd in that picture of a door sitting on a desk, a desk with a picture of a door sitting on it.
Dan Antion
May 16, 2019 at 8:37amAnd if any of those pictures was places between two mirrors…
Marian Allen
May 16, 2019 at 8:49am😀
Alicia Butcher Ehrhardt
May 16, 2019 at 7:46pmThe end comes for all of us – I sometimes wonder what will go to the nursing home portion of this place with me – beyond the photos of the kids, family, husband – and (I fervently hope) three volumes of a fat book I wrote for me. Which is finally coming along nicely again.
Marian Allen
May 17, 2019 at 6:31amYay, for the boooooooook!!!!!
Another thing to take into the nursing home portion: photos of you in your youth and strength. I saw my grandfather and mother treated with additional respect when the aides (mostly quite young) could identify with them as young people grown old.
Alicia Butcher Ehrhardt
May 17, 2019 at 4:41pmThis is excellent advice. I have come to this retirement community, and find myself constantly surprised at the accomplishments of these little old ladies and little old men, some of whom are having memory problems!
Husband looked up one online when he was a professor at UC Davis – quite an eye opener. He is gently losing his marbles (not the aggressive way), and I’m so sorry I didn’t meet him at his prime. It must be especially hard for his lovely wife. Fortunately, he is still living at home, and doing well, and still able to socialize at dinner.
There are many other cases – but each is a vital, interesting person.
I personally think it’s a big mistake to let the staff call people by their first name, when there are so many titles here. WE should be able to, but not the staff. It is not kind – and highly disrespectful. I grew up in a far more formal culture, and have always hated people taking the privilege of using your name, instead of letting you grant it.
Norm 2.0
May 17, 2019 at 1:38pmA picture or a picture of a door…that’s deep. I may need to go and sit cross-legged on a mountaintop and ponder that one for a while 😉
Marian Allen
May 17, 2019 at 4:23pm😀