About Time
My wife and I drove north to get pumpkins, admiring the fiery
reds and browns of the falling leaves.
“You miss your mother most in the fall,” Dr. Deb said,
breaking the silence. “She loved the fall.”
“Time the magician,” I said. Dr. Deb gave me a blank look.
“It’s from one of the few poems I know that isn’t a filthy limerick. It talks
about how time transforms pain.”
Dr. Deb read my mind.
“You still miss her, but over time the good memories have come to
outweigh the sadness.”
“One day I was trying not to think about her being gone. The
next, I looked over and imagined her sitting in her chair, feet close to the
fire, dog in her lap, reading the paper, and smiling. Time had worked his
magic.”
Today I will allow Time to work his magic.
Fawlty Showers ©
2020 by Ken Montrose
Fawlty Showers is
a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters and anyone you might
know is purely coincidental.
Other works by Ken Montrose are available at:
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www.greenbriartraining.com
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https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B001K8MG0S
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https://www.pinterest.com/kenmontrose/mt-rose/
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