#fridayfictioneers challenge – July 19, 2024
She went to the park with the rock garden just to escape for a few hours. She sat to eat her lunch, finding peace in looking at the rocks around her.
As she looked at the beautiful rocks, they seemed to move. She thought it was the tears in her eyes. One seemed to have turned into a statue of her mother. Another a statue of her dad. They had passed long ago.
Seeing them again in the rocks gave her some peace. Maybe she wasn’t so alone to deal with her life challenges after all.
Thank you to Rochelle for hosting the #fridayfictioneers challenge.
The Write Scribe 
I do find rocks comforting for some reason! A sweet tale!
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like they say, those who have passed will continue to live for as long as we remember them.
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We tend to mark our graves with ‘stones’. I can understand the sentiments and feelings of grief.
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A sweet tale. I suppose they came to her in spirit.
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Sounds like she found the rest and recovery she needed. Sweet story
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It’s nice when you can be visited by those that have died. This is a very comforting story.
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Lovely tale. I enjoyed the image of the parents appearing in the rocks.
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Thank you, Angela!
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This has the feel of real magic about it. It is reassuring to think that loved ones who have passed on are watching us and stepping in with support when needed.
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome.
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This was a beautiful story of hope. It’s so easy to get lost and frightened and feel along and this was a nice reminder that comfort and peace is out there.
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Thank you so much, Michael!
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A beautiful story of comfort and peace. Some places seem to bring us closer to another realm. You’ve shown it well.
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Thank you so much, Margaret.
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Lovely soft comfort from the tough rocks. Beautifully written.
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What a lovely vision to have when you need comfort.
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What a lovely reminder for her and encouragement to carry on!
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Dear Rosemary,
Even the rocks cry out. Sweet that they brought her peace. Unique take on the prompt.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you so much, Rochelle!
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