Just for a day

If you had a day to spend with an icon of your past what would that be? 

July 11, 2022, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story inspired by the idea, “for a day.” You can hyphenate never-ending or write an example of a story that never ends. What is endless and why? Go where the prompt leads!

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I have regrets about the past, who doesn’t?

But I’ve come to terms with them because that’s the pragmatic, sensible thing to do. I don’t wish to go back and re-do or undo anything that happened for I know everything happened for a reason.

Would I like to spend some time with my mom who passed away before I even got to know her or form memories of her? Or have another day with my loving father? Yes, I would like to, but I know it will make things even more difficult.

Instead, I choose to remember them fondly!

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Word count; 99

Written in response to 99 Words story- For a day, hosted by Charli Mills of Carrot Ranch

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39 thoughts on “Just for a day

  1. I think you’ve chosen the healthiest option Sadje, to lament over the past is to lose the joy of the present and the potential of the future

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  2. I’d probably want to spend it with my grandfather on my father’s side. We didn’t get to spend much time together as my grandma (his wife) never liked my mom or us. I’d probably just want to talk to him for a bit, like we used to when I was very young.

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  3. It is best, I think too, to remember the good of those who are gone. (((Hugs)))
    I wouldn’t change anything either – I like what I have now and the risk of any changes might not have the same outcomes…

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