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Box Full of Doubt
by Eliabeth Hawthorne
Skeletons don’t always stay in closets. No matter how hard you push the door closed, no matter how well hidden you kept them while you’re alive, someone has to go through the closet when you die.
I found a box, a box full of doubt. It was not in your closet but under your bed, a box full of lies. Lies you told and I believed, things you said were lost or broken, things you said you mailed. What else did you lie about? Like a single loose thread that when pulled unravels the whole sweater, so my reality came unraveled and I began to doubt. How much of your stories were made up? It hurt to doubt you, especially because you’re not here to explain it away.
Then I closed the box full of doubt. I can never close Pandora’s box; I can never unsee what I saw. But, I can choose what I remember. I can choose to focus on the good memories, the cooking lessons, watching movies, listening to your stories. True or not, they are good memories, and focusing on the box will only taint them. It will only hurt me.
FIN
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Want to be a published author? Contributions to this post qualify for the Picture it & Write Publication.
Here is the link to my submission:
http://ericmvogt.wordpress.com/2012/11/10/the-leper/
A haiku! It’s been so long since I’ve read one. Thanks for your contribution.
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Hello! Here is my offering for this week
http://joe2stories.wordpress.com/2012/11/11/picture-it-and-write-nightingale/
Enjoy!
Joe
Isn’t it amazing that the people we often think deserve the most pity, are the ones who never act like it. I’m reading Handle with Care about a little girl with osteogenesis imperfecta, and like many children with debilitating illnesses, she’s the sweetest darling ever. Jack made me think of her.
This is a brilliant image. My poem is below:
The Way Out
Thanks for your contribution. The imagery was lovely and sad.
Not used to having people from blogspot find us, threw me off a little 🙂
http://iwritewhaticannotsay.wordpress.com/2012/11/11/strange/
I wrote this randomly, then realised it kind of fitted the picture … 🙂
Very interesting. It actually made me think of the book I’m reading right now. Handle with Care by Jody Picolt. How quickly relationships change, how quickly someone morphs into someone you never thought they could be.
Thanks for sharing.
Hey, I nominated you for an award. I hope you don’t mind.
http://geminisub.wordpress.com/2012/11/11/so-here-are-my-awards-to-you/
Thank you gemini. It’s so rewarding to hear that our blog inspires people. I really liked #7 in your about you; “I strongly believe everyone is entitled to a meaningful life and ‘meaningful’ is unique to every single individual on the planet.”
Thank you again, unfortunately we’ve stopped posting awards.
here is my writing for this week
http://terry1954.wordpress.com/2012/11/11/picture-it-write-nov-11-2012/
Thanks for another week Terry. That poor guy!
Lost in my head,
trying to get out.
Wrapped all around
is the demon within.
Trying to escape and break free
what is this life doing to me?
– Otheys
Very interesting. I like the lack of clarity regarding being lost in one’s head and there being a demon within.
Hi Ermilia,
I have an image I would like to submit. Can you please advise how I need to do this?
Thanks
Sharry
Just leave a link to it in the comments section here. If it’s a file on your computer, upload it somewhere like photobucket and leave credit to the photographer in the comments with the link.
Thanks
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Elizabeth, that was quite haunting; it sounded a true account…!
“I can never unsee what I saw.” Sad…
Here is my little contribution for this week
http://abcofspiritalk.wordpress.com/2012/11/13/picture-it-write-i-didnt-want-to-do-it/
Hi Carolyn. I should have known when I picked the image that it wouldn’t inspire positive, happy responses, but it’s been very hard reading them. I’m sorry it has taken almost a week to reply, but to reply to your comment, it was a true account. I’ve had a recent death in the family and this was my closure, my way of dealing with something that I could never ask about. I think the girl in Arrow said it best. She couldn’t mourn because she was angry, but she couldn’t feel anger at the dead. She couldn’t move on because she couldn’t mourn. I didn’t want to be stuck, unable to move on.
-Eliabeth
It certainly ‘felt’ a true account, Elizabeth…
I wish you all the best as you move forward. People disappoint, and hurt; this is (alas) part of the human psyche. The best we can do is not to allow it to define us; not to allow it to hold sway over us. However, I do believe that anger is a natural emotion; one that, when enveloped, can be the catalyst needed to move on. All the best to you…
As always, the entries intrigue me. I will read them all as time allows. Good stuff, so much creativity. Here is mine for anyone in the mind to read it. http://musingsfromtheturnippatch.wordpress.com/2012/11/14/picture-it-write-111312/
This is one of those pieces I love and hate. I love the woman for seeing her own inner strength and taking the steps toward change. Sometimes it’s literally a sign in a poster, an interpretation of what we know but can’t figure out without a visual. I hate the husband lol.
Thanks for contributing to Picture it & Write.
My contribution for this week
http://scraps-from-life.blogspot.in/2012/11/an-encounter.html
Great imagery. Thanks for contributing to Picture it & Write.
http://mythoughtsonthesubjectareasfollows.wordpress.com/2012/11/15/covered-and-shattered/ Heres my link…
This gave me such a chill. I’m currently reading Handle with Care. I want to rip the children away from their parents and put them with parents who will see them instead of shoving them aside for their own desires. Wrapping them up, making them feel suffocated.
Thanks for contributing.
Well..I got round to this a bit late..will be quicker next time – thanks! http://managuagunntoday.wordpress.com/2012/11/17/picture-it-write-haiku-entry/
Very philosophical. I think it’s possible to communicate wordlessly. Love or a plea in the eyes, tell-tale marks on the arms.
Thanks for contributing. You’re never late; you can contribute to any of the writing prompts in the archives. All images from 2011 and 2012 qualify for inclusion in the Picture it & Write Publication.
I loved that your piece was so out of the box (pun noted) and tied to your inspiration more than strictly to the picture itself. I really love the opening line and the whole idea of the box of doubts. I tried to leave a box like that closed once and it didn’t work out so well. You also reminded me of this song by Weezer.
A week late again, but here’s Does It Hurt Here? Back to catch up later.
I rarely use my first impression on these, and I rarely share the ones I didn’t use, but this time I think I will… The idea of plaster of Paris jumped out at me almost immediately. A second, very strong impression was a close call in traffic while still wearing the bandages from a previous accident.