The Bridge of Questions … Part 2

If you missed Part 1 yesterday, here is a link. The Bridge of Questions

Thanks to those of you who helped contribute some questions, to help Sabrina get across the bridge. Some of the questions were tricky for sure! But I have come to expect that from certain “followers” . Hope you enjoy the story!

 

Sabrina was almost at the bridge. She felt full of confidence and was anticipating meeting the old man again. It wasn’t that she was so eager to cross the bridge but the old man had stirred up her curiosity now about what questions he could possibly have.

She saw him from the distance, as she was approaching the bridge. He turned and saw her, and this time he didn’t just stare at her, but he smiled. When she got closer to him he called out. “Hi there missy! I see you didn’t chicken out.”

Sabrina smiled as she shook her head. “Nope, not a chance! So what’s your first question?”

The old man stood there quietly, looking at her for a moment, and then he spoke. “Before we start, I am curious, why do you think I should be able to make you answer my questions, do you think I could really stop you from crossing this bridge? ”

Sabrina wasn’t quite sure what to say, she wasn’t expecting him to say that. He was standing right in front of her just giving her a piercing gaze, making her feel a little intimidated. He was an old man though, so she probably could just push him aside and walk on across the bridge. He really wouldn’t grab her, would he?

It was like he was reading her thoughts, for he said, “I am just a weak old man, you could push me off the bridge if you wanted to.”

Sabrina shook her head. “Well yeah I could, but I am too sweet and nice to do that! Besides, you have me curious now. You were all bold yesterday about these questions that you had, so I want to hear them.  Why don’t we take a seat on the bridge while you ask me them.”

They sat down and let their feet dangle out over the rippling water in the stream.”Okay, here is your first question. What kind deed did you do for someone before you left the house today?”

Again she was shocked by the question. “Why should it matter what kind deed I did today?” she asked him.

“Well you just got done saying that you were sweet and nice, so what did you do today to prove that.”

Sabrina looked down at her feet as she thought of the way she talked to the delivery guy that had come to her house this morning. He was just doing his job, but she had been in a hurry and was rather short with him. And then there was the person who called on the phone.

“Can we just go to the next question please?”

“Well, we can, but I hope you won’t let the day go by without doing something that is kind. Doesn’t have to be anything big.”

Sabrina nodded her head and agreed that she would make sure to try.

“What is the purpose of life? ”

Sabrina put her head in her hands, she didn’t think the questions would be this difficult!

“That would take way too long to answer right now. I will come back later with the answer, okay?”

The old man smiled. “Make sure you do, I will be waiting.”

They sat there in silence again watching the water flow.

Just as Sabrina thought that perhaps he didn’t have any other questions, he spoke up.

“Don’t you recognize me?”

Sabrina’s heart jumped. Was this someone she knew? She scrutinized him carefully, but no, he didn’t seem familiar at all.

“No, I don’t, should I?”

“Nope, just wondered what you would say!” and the old man laughed.

Sabrina shook her head, this guy was crazy.

“Here is an easy one for you. Do you know who won the International Polo Cup back in 1876?”

Sabrina almost lost her balance as she turned to look at him. “You are crazy, aren’t you! How could I possibly know that!” Her hands went up in the air as she shook her head.

“Its not really looking like you will get across the bridge today, missy, is it?”

Sabrina wasn’t quite sure what to say and she watched him take some rocks and throw them as they skipped across the water. They chatted about other things for a little. How he enjoyed the woods and how she liked the beach. He talked about how life was so different way back when he was a child and she found it interesting to hear his tales. She actually forgot that she was trying to get across the bridge, as they kept chatting.

As they skipped some more rocks, she happened to glance at her watch.

“Oh My, I didn’t realize the time. I gotta go, or I will be late for work this evening.”

“Do you want to take a short cut back home?” the old man asked.

“A shortcut?” she looked at him quizzically.

“Yes, there is a hidden tunnel I could show you.”

“Really??”

The man slapped his knee with his hand and started laughing.

“No, there isn’t a tunnel that I know of, but your eyes sure did get big!”

Sabrina made a face at him but couldn’t help to let out a laugh. “You are one interesting character, old man! i gotta go, but perhaps I will be back again. I don’t need to cross the bridge, maybe we can just chat again and skip some rocks, if that’s okay with you.”

“I am often here at this time of day, so come by whenever you want. I do have one more question for you.”

Sabrina raised her eyebrows, “Really, one that I can actually answer?”

“Perhaps.” and his eyes crinkled.

Sabrina laughed. “I will see you later, take care, old man.”

“You too, missy”, he said,  with a wink and a smile.

 

 

Tuesday’s Thoughts!

Happy Tuesday! Its another warm day in the forecast today, but rainy. A perfect day for a cup of tea, and perhaps reading my book inside today, without any spider visitors! After yesterday’s “Miss. Muffett” experience I still did get to enjoy the outdoors. My husband and I went on a hike in our nearby woods,  after he got back from his bike ride. It was very nice, and not a spider in sight!

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I hope you can find some peaceful moments in your day today, even if you can’t be by a creek.

 

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Words from the Heart

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A memory has been in my mind the past couple days, and when I saw this quote I thought how well it fit with it.

My memory is woven tightly into my heart from something that happened when I was in the hospital back in 2012.  It was a rather scary time for all of us, because no one quite knew what was wrong and the possible diagnosis being thrown around wasn’t something we wanted to hear.

My family and friends wanted to take away my pain, but they couldn’t! They wanted to fix me, but even the Doctors didn’t know how to fix me. What they could do though and what they did do, was let me know I wasn’t alone.

That is the best gift you can give someone who is hurting. As one friend shared with me when I was going through a hard time, they would be holding the light for me.  I can’t remember the whole quote they shared, but I know those words about holding the light warmed my heart, they let me know I wasn’t alone.

So what is the specific memory that tugged at my heart and inspired this post? It was one night that my husband and children had come to visit. My hand was having a spasm that I couldn’t control, it kept hitting my leg. My 10 year old was sitting beside me on my bed and he was watching without saying a word. Then he gently took my hand and put it over his leg saying, “Hit my leg Mommy!”

Those 4 little words will forever be one of the most powerful “I love you” statements that I ever heard!

One Step at a Time

What had she got herself into? She woke up with a feeling of great anticipation, but now as the time drew closer her courage was starting to be pushed aside by butterflies.  They were fluttering about inside of her, causing her to almost spill her cup of coffee, which she had just poured.

The clock said 8 am, when Gracie raised her head and looked at it on the wall. She checked her watch, unfortunately the broken clock was right this time. It was 8 am and she would hear the door bell ring any second.

Gracie took a deep breath, out the window she saw Josie’s car pull up. She was here, there was no backing out now. Though she was starting to feel a little sick.

“Ding dong!’

Gracie opened the door with a shaky smile.

“Hi Gracie, are you ready? Isn’t it a gorgeous morning! I can’t wait to get going!”

Josie has always been a morning person. Gracie remembered when they were teenagers, and she wanted to sleep in on a Saturday morning, but the phone usually rang bright and early with Josie on the other end. She would be chattering away at how Gracie couldn’t sleep her day away,  there were adventures to have. Life with Josie never was boring!

“I am as ready as I am going to be. How sure again are you that this is safe?”  Gracie asked.

Josie laughed, as she put her arm around Gracie, “No worries! It will be fine. Have I ever steered you wrong?”

Gracie raised her eyebrows, as she said, ” Well there was one time in our Junior year when…”

Josie interrupted, “Oh yeah, that time, but hey… in the end all turned out okay.”

They laughed together as they remembered the look on Mike’s face, as his  runaway car was headed for the creek.

They chatted some on their way, calming Gracie’s nerves.

“Here we are!” Josie said, as she parked on the gravel side of the road, “Grab your backpack and lets go.”

The trail that they were hiking was a nice flat trail, with lovely trees lining the path. Gracie enjoyed the trail, she just was worried about where the trail was taking them.

After a too short 15 minute walk, they had reached their destination, and Gracie looked up as her stomach hopped into her throat. “It it is quite high!” she stammered to Josie.

“Look how beautiful it is! I am telling you the view from the top will be worth it, I promise!”

She grabbed Gracie’s hand, “You can do this. I will be right by your side the whole way up the mountain.”

Gracie felt a surge of adrenaline go through her. Yes, she could do this,  she had never attempted rock climbing before, but there was a first time for everything. What could go wrong, Josie promised they would be home by suppertime, and she said she was treating. Gracie could already taste the sweet chocolate lava cake with caramel icing in her mouth. She squeezed Josie’s hand and said, “Lets go!”

The “Out of the Hole” Song!

I know this isn’t a Christmas song, but there is a story behind it. I was chatting and laughing with a dear friend yesterday, and ended up getting in a “hole”, yes,  I am sure some of you will be so shocked by that. Anyway, my friend assured me that if I was to post a Neil Diamond song that all would be well. So just for you, sweet Dee, here is your favorite song, and it took all my willpower to not post an Air Supply song too, but I was good! May all of you enjoy the song as well! Do you have a favorite Neil Diamond song?

If Only….

Once upon a time there was a wonderful place far, far away, called Moonbeam Farm.  At Moonbeam Farm there lived an older gentleman with a big heart and a crazy sense of humor. He lived on Moonbeam Farm with his 3 crazy best friends.

His crazy friends consisted of a sassy Barn Owl, Odessa.  A sweet, but tricky Jackalope, Jaxon,  and a curious cat, Dewey,  whose favorite activities were sleeping and eating!

These characters not only look very  different from each other, but their likes, dislikes and abilities are very different. Jaxon would never eat a mouse and Dewey the cat would starve if all he had to eat were veggies and grass. Odessa shakes her head in despair many times over the way the man-servant uses the English language, but it doesn’t stop her from being his friend.

Their differences may be many, but forever best friends they will always be. For they all have big hearts! Hearts that have compassion and love, which enables them to  see past their differences. They celebrate what they have in common, their love of adventuring, their sense of humor and their loyalty to each other.

If only real life could be more  like life at Moonbeam Farm. If only we humans could celebrate our differences instead of letting fear hold us back from opening our hearts to another. If only we could learn from each other, instead of putting the other person down for things we don’t understand. If only  we could let hearts of compassion and love rule, instead of being ruled by what our eyes see.

If only fiction could become a little more real!

If you  would like to take a trip to Moonbeam Farm where love and laughter reign, feel free to click on the book cover in the right hand margin. Perhaps you know of someone on your Christmas list who could enjoy some refreshment to their soul, young and old alike. No fighting for a parking space or waiting in long shopping lines, just one click online and your work is done. Let the Man-servant, Odessa, Dewey and Jaxon spread some joy to your heart and the hearts of others this Christmas season.

 

 

 

 

 

Friday’s Super Short Stories!

The early bird doesn’t always catch the worm! 

A baby cries …  with no clue that their bottle is almost ready … We see dark …  with no clue that sunshine is right around the corner! 

The gift of friendship … it can’t fit in a package, you can’t tie it in a bow … it just sparkles like glittery confetti every day of the year! 

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The Secret Recipe

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The birds were singing in the trees.  A lovely spot to sit and write. Tabitha was so glad that she had this little hideaway in the woods. A place where she was only surrounded by the sounds of nature and could shut the rest of the world out.  A little, white bunny had been curiously looking at her a few moments ago,  but he didn’t stay for long, before he scurried away to his hole in the ground.

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What would she write today? Would it be a daring adventure or a simple story of two people in love and lost in time? Perhaps a mystery will abound, or maybe a comical story about a pair of clowns. Perhaps elves would even appear.  A sentimental story she may choose to write, or maybe not a story at all, but a  thought provoking piece that would stir people’s thoughts.

She glanced up to pour herself another cup of tea and saw a bushy tailed squirrel scampering up a tree.

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She thought of some of the past stories she had written and a smile crept onto her face. Tabitha thought about some of her characters and how perhaps their names had been cleverly disguised.

That is part of the mystery and fun in writing, she thought. The writer never knows what may inspire them. Real people and real events that can be woven into a story with some dashes of  creativity , and perhaps several large scoops of imagination. Mix in a generous portion of humor and depending on the story, sometimes an overflowing cup of heartfelt emotions. With all those ingredients a most unique recipe can be baked.  One that at times may have a few missing ingredients or accidentally get some ingredients confused. A recipe that may not be perfect, but that can still be enjoyed by all for the unique, flavorful taste it brings.

One that hopefully leaves a sweet taste behind, never a sour one.

One that is meant for all to partake of and enjoy. For when enjoyed by others, it adds a delectable flavor.

Pouring herself another cup of tea, Tabitha now knew what to write. She smiled with a sigh of contentment and stared into the eyes of the deer, that was peeking out from around the tree.

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Being a Friend!

When was the last time you spoke to a stranger? The last time you smiled at someone you didn’t know? I love walking by little children and have them call out “HI!” as they smile really big and wave.

Here is a  short video clip that made me smile and I hope it does you too! Children may be small, but sometimes they can teach us so much!