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“A Strand of Hair”

This week’s Indie Ink Challenge comes from MyPlaidPants. The challenge:

“The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.” – Henry Miller // Write about one moment where you gave close attention to something and how it became a mysterious, awesome and indescribably magnificent world in itself.

Of course, this wouldn’t be a challenge if it wasn’t hard, and this was definitely hard for me. I couldn’t think of something small that became a world unto itself.  Or at least nothing came to me immediately. When this happens, I usually just pay closer to attention to what the universe has to say. This time, I found inspiration on my Facebook wall. Someone very close to me wrote a beautiful message for my birthday. We’ve loved each other since we were children. Memories came racing back and the following fell on the page.  It’s based on one particular thing that was important to her, and that eventually became something empowering.

Please feel free to comment or leave feedback. Thanks again to MyPlaidPants for the challenge!


A strand of hair, thin and brown,
Sits here and there upon her head,
Each fell quickly and quietly.

Strands of hair, thick and black,
You cascade down the length of my back,
Your ends like fingertips tickling my waist.

She gathers you into three chunks,
Twisting one up and over the other,
Tying you below the nape of my neck.

I feel the soft, cold kiss of metal on my skin.
I squish my eyes and press my lips
and with a few snips, you snap off.

I swing around slowly to face her,
Her sunflower hat already in one hand,
You, gripped tightly in the other.

She places you next to the strands she has left,
Turns her head this way and that in the mirror,
And a smile sweeps across her 8-year old face.


You can see Jan’s response to my challenge here. Want to join in on the fun? Click here for more info on the Indie Ink Challenge. Thanks for reading, and happy writing!


Hard to say Goodbye

Is it ever easy to say “farewell”?  Not the kind you say to end a bad job, relationship, or addiction.  But when this life, this body ends, can it ever be easy to say goodbye?  I know it is not easy for those left behind.  And I can imagine it is even harder for the person moving on.

Two passings came up today: a friend’s grandmother and Elizabeth Edwards.  My friend recently returned from his wedding, and I asked about his grandmother.  She had been sick, and he had taken time off from a very stressful, demanding job to spend some time with her.   He made it in time to see her – she held on until he was at her side, and passed the next day, just three days before his wedding.

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