Lying in bed, I hear the laughter and joy. Children and father playing, enjoying each-other. The laughter of children, loud and silly. Such a beautiful sound to the ears. Children's laughter, how it brightens people's lives. Contagious to those around.1
So why does it bring tears to my eyes? Why does my heart bleed to hear my children having fun?2
I lie here, in my black canopy bed. Surrounded by what I might need through the day. My medications, in my over-stuffed purse. Drink to my left, remote to the right. Pillows stacked up to support my back, blankets draped over me for comfort, not their original purpose.3
My heart aches because the laughter I hear doesn't involve me. They share the joy with their father, as I lay here unable to join in the fun.4
My body in pain, unable to move without force. Weakness overbearing, lying still as though on my death bed. Twenty five years old, my exterior portrayal. While the interior is a ninety year old woman. Withered and wilting. Bones shedding, muscles breaking down.5
If there was a magnifying glass on my heart, you would see the crimson drops leaking out. Filling my insides.6
Outwardly you may see the crystalline tears, flowing from my eyes as a river. Unable to conceal. Alone in my room, pleading one day. I may be the reason for the laughter I hear.7
(C) Nichole A.Dustin
1/11/20088
Author notes
I chose the 'anything' option under 1,000 words. My one word for the description of me is....unparalleled
Just a short story of one day with lyme disease. The pain, personal depression etc...
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My mother taught me if you have nothing nice to say, don't say it at all. Here for fun please respect that as I respect you. Thank you.
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p.s. the ending was stunning and so very moving because I thought it is so noble of you to only wish to be the source of someone else's joy and laughter. That is true happiness. Much wisdom is reflected in your dear words!
karen
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This is sad.
I feel this way lying in bed with depression, hearing the next-door neighbor playing with his child.
I am so sorry for your pain. Love you and miss you so. Please come say hi and let us know how you are. We are very concerned for you.
This is very hard and I know the feeling in my own way. I feel so bad for your pain;
" While the interior is a ninety year old woman. Withered and wilting. Bones shedding, muscles breaking down.
If there was a magnifying glass on my heart, you would see the crimson drops leaking out. Filling my insides."
You are in my prayers always! -
A heart breaking story written beautifully. I know the days of pain i've had to lie in my bed. Forcing myself to make appearances at my children's school events. Loving every minute; while holding back tears of pain and praying I won't faint from sudden exhaustion. Then I discovered energy healing and alternative therapies and that my healing comes from within and not from any medication that a physician can give. Get chi moving with acupuncture, clear your energy fields with Healing Touch,Reiki, and restore energy to balance with EFT.(emotional freedom technique) Speak Hado healing over your water and food. It changes the molecular composition to beautiful healing by saying love and graditude over your water or by writing these words on your glass. I still may not be able to accomplish what everyone else would have as a "normal day" but I do have more days that I can sit on the couch and look good and more importantly sit there and feel good. The activity of the day being sitting and asking nothing else of myself or judging my myself. This gives hope on the days I might not be able to get out of bed and my only activity is breathing and chanting and seeking the sweet relief of sleep. Maybe tomorrow I'll be able to take a day off from being sick and sit out in the sun and soak up energy of prana. Having your children chant the vowels a e i o u with you will increase the healing vibrations and reduce your pain. I hope some of these tools can go in your healing bag to help give you choices and more opportunity to feel better. skye01
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O(Loved)M(It)G!
This was powerful, you compacted such feeling into only a simple little amount of 200 words! The dismal feeling of helplessness is abundant throughout the article. Your 1st grade grammar teacher would be proud. And your spelling teacher would have a parade! -
Poignant Story
You capture the experience of being emotionally removed from experience so well by depicting it through the physical distance of your main character from the rest of the family. Tough stuff that is well done. God bles. -
I used to have lyme disease when I was very little, but I got lucky and was over it in just a little while. I liked your description and absolutely LOVED the idea of it all. It was perfect for this contest! ^.^ Thanks for entering!
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This is a very good piece. You described everything so clearly it made me want to cry. It made me feel the pain that the character is experiencing, which is not easy to do. Thanks for entering and good luck!
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Oh goodness. That is perhaps one of the saddest pieces I have read so far. Very emotional, personal, serious and beautiful. Well done... I admire your ability to describe something that perhaps you have not experienced before, with such intricacy and beauty.
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I have never seen anyone describe this pain in such an detailed, calm way that makes the reader gasp. The ending certainly knocked the breath out of me, I will admit, that last sentence was just so...so...undescribable in its originality and impatience, the depression...the hurt...it was all so painfully clear. You did an outstanding job!
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