The End of a Day


            Anne watched as the last miner stepped out of the crowd and hugged a loved one. It seems as if the whole world was watching and cheering them to safety.” That was nothing other than miraculous”, Anne sighed.

 “It’s so nice to see a miracle before our eyes”, Anne thought. What a change from the death and disaster we have come to hear every day. The happening gives hope to everyone watching. Hope is certainly what we need during times of change. And it’s a great relief from political attack ads.”

The latest ads were so offensive Anne turned the television off. The quietness was so relaxing she turned the lights off, as well.  She sat in a comfortable chair by the window. The fall evening was blustery. Actually, it was a favorite kind of night for Anne. It made the warmth of her home very appealing as she watched the trees bend and sway under the moonlight. She grabbed her afghan and tucked it under her neck then threw it back over her shoulders. The chair would keep her back warm.

Anne sat there for a while and then decided to watch some television before bed. She checked her recordings and voila! A repeat of a PBS mystery was recorded yesterday during the wee hours of the morning. What a nice surprise!

Anne clicked the play button then she reinforced her blanket over her shoulders. She was as happy as a swaddled child. She yawned and began watching the mystery.

Anne . . .

3 Comment(s)

  1. Love to read such things, they always interest me and usually I have a question: why?

    Evancho | Oct 15, 2010 | Reply

  2. Hi Jackie,
    Thanks for the comment. I want to hear from people to know what they like to hear. Basically, I write when the mood dictates. I love the creative expression and solitude and of it. That is why I coach others who want to express through writing.
    Thanks again

    Cathie Andrew | Oct 24, 2010 | Reply

  3. I’m sorry, I don’t know anything about a Macbook.

    Cathie Andrew | Oct 19, 2010 | Reply

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