Sunday, September 5, 2010

Friends When We need Them, Are A Treasure To Have





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Her husband had not been home yet from his railroad job, and this worried her. Sometimes he got an extra leg to cover, and had to stay over, but was told in advance most times. These were grim times for the family, always in fear of injury on hard labor such as this. Farming was the same, if it didn’t break your spirit, it wreaked havoc on your body and soul. She looked into the stars and asked where she should go with her life, feeling they had the message. Their hard life was playing with their marriage, her husband ever away. She walked out into the yard and saw a surrey approach the lane. Young lovers she thought, enjoying the sunset. The man kissed her and got down and on his horse, riding toward her. The carriage took off and when the rider got nearer she saw that it was her husband and her heart sank.

The approach slowed when he saw her standing there. He thought of a defense, but only had remorse. What had she seen, and what would he tell her? Knowing this was not right he sullenly dismounted and held out his hand. She spun away and ran into the house. He knew then that she had seen all if not enough.

The coldness was to be expected and the next day was a day of struggles. His heart was torn two ways between two women, and hers torn two ways apart. He wanted to apologize but didn’t know how, other than partial attempts that were quickly refuted. He wanted to tell his side, but truly knew how selfish he had been, and a betrayer of his marital oath. When they were together it seemed so right, but when he was away he forgot about his passion for family. He suffered all day wishing she would just sit and talk. He left that night, his lost soul carried away on a prairie breeze, only to settle somewhere else, and to never return.

She looked around the house and wondered how she would survive. He had carried two jobs and she had stayed with their two children at home. The children were old enough now to leave alone and she would work while they were in school. She found a job, well a least one that paid, the first day. They told her if she worked out right they would move her up into a higher position because of her education.

She saw no hope near only the bleakness. She walked along the stream and looked deep for answers. She sat on the bank and fairies peeked from behind prairie flowers. Her thoughts awakened listening to the flow of the water. This water had been here since the beginning of time, she felt. Maybe it could tell her all the answers, the answers to life. All you must do is listen, and so she did, with all around her.

She closed her eyes and absorbed the power of the stream, breathed the fresh air sweetened with dew, and found she had a spirit to survive, and she would, said the stars softly. Clouds carried time away and she sat for along time before falling asleep, totally exhausted. A hand touched her shoulder and there stood her neighbor, her children had found her playing. Morning had turned early afternoon, and she had the most refreshing rest she felt in her life.

They walked back to her house crying and laughing. When they returned her oldest trying to rearrange the messes her youngest left behind. Both friends grabbed each other laughing, and then began to cry . They clutched, rocking back and forth, with the children trying to figure out what was so happy, yet so sad. Wiping tears aside she told them how much she loved them and it just made her feel the best she ever could feel, and she was sharing with a good friend. Both friends held hands tightly and began to seep more tears, but holding each other close again cleared them away. This is what friends are for, and will always be on the prairie. A gentle prairie breeze carried away some of this wonderful expression of friendship, happiness and love, gently touching each flower with its blessing.
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Butterflies carry on their wings
Messages just about anything
Fluttering on a gentle prairie breeze
Spreading happiness and harmony.

11 comments:

  1. Wonderful story and wonderful pictures! Thank you so much!

    (I cracked up at your comment on my blog today!)

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  2. The prairie offers beautiful images. I'm glad you are there to take them.

    My heart goes out to the wife and mother in your story. I relate and friends got me though the pain.
    I'm very impressed with how "in tune" you are with the female's side in this situation.

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  3. Fantastic pictures followed by a wonderful story. Sometimes it's through sadness that we discover how really strong we are. Loved it.

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  4. That's a truly lovely story... I mean it's sad but I do love the ending. Have you ever thought of writing a book? :D

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  5. yes..impressive story!! beautiful photos!! regards

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  6. very inspiring story. love the photos too especially the last one. the detail is awesome.

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  7. Sorry, but no time this morning.
    Beautiful short poem and I like very much the spiderweb.

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  8. I love your photographs! And I am in love with the American prairie myself. I'm glad to have found your blog!

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  9. Inspiring story and lovely photos. I particularly like the web...so intricate. :)

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  10. How close our lives twine with those around us.I listen well I am told, and share these stories, many still untold.Thank you my friends for the great comments.

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Keep it positive and informative,I enjoy hearing from you!