SPF: A New Beginning

Marion shuffled over to the stove to turn the heat off the whistling kettle. It was 3:00 pm and time for her afternoon tea.

After finishing the tea, she placed the empty cup in the sink and turned on the television. It was time for 5:00 pm news.

When the news was over Marion shuffled back into the kitchen to make a sandwich. It was time for her evening meal.

At 9:00 pm, Marion put on her sleeping gown and crawled into her bed. It was bedtime.

That night Marion dreamed of being a young girl again and being wooed by the love of her life, her late husband, Albert. She dreamed of her children being little again. And, she dreamed about the times when life was simple and family was everything.

The next morning, Marion didn’t wake up. She had drifted off to the place where time didn’t exist. A place where time was relative.

For Marion, it was the end of time and the beginning of forever. (170)

Photo credit: Alistair Forbes

Thank you to Alistair Forbes for our photo prompt this week and for kindly hosting Sunday Photo Fiction. Alistair gives us a photo prompt and approximately 200 words with which to write our story. It is fun and challenging and everyone is welcome to join. For more information, click on this link: Sunday Photo Fiction





47 thoughts on “SPF: A New Beginning

  1. Oh! That’s a happy cum poignant one! Hope she finds bliss and happiness up there! A great interpretation of the picture.

  2. That sounds like a very peaceful way to go.
    I hope she reunites with those who she loved and who loved her.

  3. That’s beautiful. After a lifetime of life structured by time, which you highlighted very well, at last she gets a break and time no longer matters. It seems to me that she was released. Beautiful story!

  4. What a beautiful story. May we all pass so peacefully when it is our time to go. Great job with the prompt. ๐Ÿ™‚

  5. Feels very real and also timeless. Interesting way of telling the feeling of Marion

  6. What a lovely way to go… just doing the things you normally do, and then having a sweet dream and passing gently away in your sleep. I love this story.

  7. Is there a reason you didn’t go with three, five, nine rather than 3:00pm, 5:00pm, 9:00pm?

    “Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time.” (Well, she did, good for her!)

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