HOME SKILLET ADVICE COLUMN


talkingThis is the third post I have written thus far for Home Skillet. The way it goes is I give an example in a story and you give me your advice. Sounds pretty fair, don’t you think? Last week it went over quite well, so I am hoping it does again.

STORY

Betty and Sue had been good friends from clear back in high school. Now they had children who were grown and some grandchildren to enjoy. Betty’s husband cheated on her so she is living a divorced life today.

Sue’s husband was a good man, but he passed away. Both ladies still remain good friends today. They go to functions and dinner parties and text each other quite a bit.

Sue thought it strange one evening when she was to meet Betty at the club; but Betty never showed up. Phone calls and text made, but no response. Sue went ahead and enjoyed her evening, thinking Betty must not be feeling well.

A couple of days later, Betty called and asked to meet Sue in the park. When they both got out of their cars, Sue gasped out loud yelling, ” What in the world happened to you girl? Who did that to you?”

” Oh this, well, actually, I was trying to carry groceries in the door and I sort of tripped over one of the bags and the door came back and hit me right in the face.”

” Oh my gosh, that must have hurt like crazy.”

” It hurt more than you can imagine.”

The two sat on the bench and Sue talked but Betty barely said a word. Sue nudged her and leaned her head on Betty’s shoulder. Quietly, she asked, ” What’s really wrong? I know somethings wrong.”

Betty started to weep, trying to turn her face away. Sue gently tugged at Betty’s chin forcing her to look at her. Silence filled the air they breathed. Time ticked by too slowly.

” I was robbed last night. Someone broke into my back door. They took all of my cash and that must be about the time I woke up. I sat up on the bed and he saw me. He came in and hit me in the face and then he raped me. Please, please don’t tell a living soul. I just couldn’t face it if anyone knew. I feel so ashamed.”

 

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

TWO BEST FRIENDS, A BIG SECRET, A CRIME COMMITTED. WHAT WOULD YOU DO?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Can You Finish This?


English: Modular Sleep System (MSS)

I went to bed too late

And woke up at six

I thought this isn’t right

Let’s sleep for kicks.

Fell back to sleep right a way

Dreamed heavily I know

For when I awoke my brain was charged

It was racing and on the go.

I could remember words that my mind had said

I was trying so hard to memorize them

I had no pen nothing to write them down

And now I’ve lost most of the gems.

The words I do remember

Are still stuck in my head

I can tell you what they were

Maybe you can figure out what was said.

As I lay here on the ground

And the guns are going off

I know that these people are trying

To silence me God don’t let me be found.

Well that is what I still remember, and the rest of the words were taken from my mind. I wish that I knew what the ending of this poem was and what I was actually trying to say. Maybe you can finish this. If you write something let me know so I can share with you.