Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Extreme Emotion

We turn now to our weekly one-word prompt.  This week we are asking for a 33- to 333-word response using the word:
 
FLY (intransitive verb)

3a : to move, pass, or spread quickly <rumors were flying>  



Please note that the above examples of the third definition use various tenses of the verb.  For Trifecta, remember, you must not change the tense.  We need fly, not flying or flew.  
 
 
 
 
 
 
I sit at my kitchen table, feeling the wave of grief rise within me.  My four day old daughter is nursing while my pastor asks, “Which songs would you like us to play during his home going service?”
The events of my husband’s death fly right before my eyes.  I clearly see his left shoulder hanging off the futon in our daughter’s room and his outstretched hand reaching for something.  Eyes that exude fear and beg for someone to save him haunt me still.  There are so many questions that have remained unanswered.  How will we survive?  Was it necessary to have our two sons, so young and full of life, find their father in our home after he had a heart attack?  Must I be labeled a widow at the age of 33?
I feel as if I am dreaming, until the searing pain of reality lands me back into the conversation with my pastor.  “Whatever you want to play will be fine, pastor Jenkins” I say.  How does he expect me to think about music right now?  I see his mouth moving, yet I hear nothing but my disquieting screams in my head.
They say time heals all wounds.  I say the wounds remain, and we just absorb them.

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