Prompts: Finally+Conversation

Finally, 2017 came to an end. Yesterday marked the end of an era and today begins a new. I woke listening to music, waiting for a call, thinking of tomorrow. Tomorrow comes, and my break is over. Busy days ahead with work. Then, I thought of the prompts. I searched for today’s prompt-Conversation.

I’m not good with conversations… or am I? I’m one to believe I’m not. But a few say I am. And I’ve noticed, I can be. Depends.

Watching others converse, I see some who just talks and talks. Whether the words forming means anything or not, they’ll say it. Some say things just to say things. And I have seen conversations where quiet ones find something inspiring- their face lights up and they begin to speak.

Whether in a group or just two people, conversations can be so different. Not one the same. Conversations don’t always have to be spoken. It can be through the arts, singing, poetry, lyrics. It can be seen in nature, watching unwritten stories play out in front of you. It can be body language- sadness on your face while someone gives you a sincere smile that makes your frown turn upside down.

Conversations can also be written in words. Comments on YouTube, Facebook, Instagram, and others, all can form a conversation. Watching a makeup review, a guru reviewing on a makeup you like and you in front of the screen think to yourself (or talk to the screen), “Hey, that’s my favorite, too!” Or, “Yeah, that’s not worth it.” Etc.

Conversations are all around. We are humans. Humans were made to be in groups, not alone. We are made to converse. Conversations express yourself. The way you interact with everyone shows your individuality, your character.

To those who feel you’re not good in conversations, like me, you might need something to spark your mind. If someone tells a story or reviews a book both of you like, it might be the chance your brain decides to give your two cents. But if the conversation is on a topic you’re not interested in or don’t understand, it may just go brain dead. Something will have to ignite that brain of yours to converse. After all, that’s what we’re here for.

There are many ways to have a conversation. I have listed a few. Can you?

Prompt: Complicated+MTS: His Last Days

Prompt: Complicated

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Webster’s Dictionary defines complicated as “difficult to analyze, understand, or explain.” Life is complicated. When you’re a little kid though, life wasn’t all that complicated. All the worries and stress are at a distance as you roll down a hill laughing, run with the wind, soar like you’re flying through the sky, etc. As you grow older, reality hits you. You see more and more things clearly. You watch the ones you love suffer in pain and lose them after the storm. You question everything. You question God. Why does He take away the ones you love? So many questions lead to answers that leave more questions, which are best left unanswered. Life’s complicated. We stray from the path we used to follow- a path of hopes of tomorrow- a path of love- only to find ourselves lost in anguish and destruction. Some can turn back, others are lost for good.

My mind wanders memories of my Dad who passed away last March. Within those memories, I remember the past two years my Dad used to say he wanted to spend his last days in the forest. I wonder why for I couldn’t fathom anyone living in a forest, especially on their last days. Then I see pictures of forest, hear sounds of nature’s songs and realize maybe that’s why. The forest can be many things- adventurous, dangerous, dark, scary, etc. Among the many descriptions, the forest can also be calming and peaceful.

During my Dad’s last days, I wonder if he did visit a forest. When he had moments of sleep, did he dream of walking with God through the trails? Did he sit beside a tree and hear the birds sing? Did he feel lonely? Did he feel safe?

On his last days, I remember turning on the television. He said I could flip through the channels and so I did. Channel after channel I surfed until I found some images of flowers and nature’s beauty pictured on the screen. Dad saw it and he smiled when I told him he used to say he wanted to spend his last days in the forest. I didn’t know it was really his last days. But I’m glad it made him smile to see those.

Trying to clean my room, as always I became distracted. Throwing away papers, I found a notebook. Flipping through pages, I saw a poem, which reminded me of my Dad. I know he was the reason why I sat down and found an image of a forest. I know he was the reason behind this poem. I don’t remember writing it. I don’t remember which image I looked at while writing it. But something about the forest and Dad saying he wanted to spend his last days there moved me. Something about it made me get lost in that picture enough to write this poem. According to the date and time, I wrote this poem at midnight on January 14, 2016. You would think I would remember considering it was written this year. But I don’t. The poem itself is written in another post; however, I will add it onto this one as well.

Dear God,
oh, how I wish,
I wish to be lost in a forest.
The many shades of green
and sounds of water streams.
Birds chirp a tune,
at night, campfires fume,
a peaceful walk through its trails,
calming my awakened stress.
Forest, God bless.
Sending serenity
with an owls hoot,
night time crickets,
a morning sun
to awaken the hearts.
How do I fall out of love
with a sight like that?
A melody sung
while adventures begun.
What journeys do these high trees bring?
Where does the wind blow me?
What do the animals ring?
Is there a new beginning
somewhere deep in a forest?

*peace&God Bless*
Lisa Maria

Happy Birthday, Dad!

Happy birthday to my Dad who passed on March 22, 2016. Today, he would have been 83. I have watched him fight the good fight with his long (20+) years battling heart disease, diabetes, and so much more. A few times doctors thought he’d never make it. Even family. But God gave him many years of life and last March decided it was time. No more suffering for him. Everywhere I go silence of an oxygen machine and no cords to trip over while I’m walking around the house. He kept himself busy til the day of the car accident kept him in the hospital where he passed from Pneumonia, Heart Attack, and Kidney Failure. In the end, his heart gave up. I was grateful work gave me two weeks off when my grandma and him passed. Those weeks I would never have known would be my last weeks of seeing him and taking care of him. I would never have been able to spend as much time with him on his last few days I spent with him if it wasn’t for those days off.

Sorry if this was too long. If you know me, I tend to write long rather than short, get-to-the-point things. It’s good, it’s bad. I know. But everything in life is 🙂

About the newly published Ebook:

Did you ever wish for a fox’s tail? Did you? Well, this ‘lil rabbit did.

Do you like races? Do you play to win or do you play for fun? These foxes and rabbits play for fun. Then again, there’s always that individual… the one little stubborn individual who always wants more. Right? Am I right? Am I, am I? 😛

If you like this, press like and check out my book that’s available on Amazon Kindle Ebook!

In The Rabbit and Its Tail, A group of rabbits and foxes love to race with each other. They race for fun, but fun can get boring when there’s nothing to win for. Sometimes, competition makes it more interesting. And that’s what one rabbit desired.

This stubborn rabbit wanted to win first place. Sadly, there were a few foxes who knew what to do in sneaking their way ahead of her. No matter what Pearl did, she always came in third or below.

Third place isn’t bad, right? Well, for Pearl it made her upset. Leaning beside a tree after a race, she, still flared up from the outcome, envied the foxes tails. She thought it gave them super speed. She wanted that.

This short, children’s story takes you on a journey as Pearl gets her wish she quickly learns the saying, “Careful what you wish for.” As you read this story, once told by my Dad to me as a bedtime story (which was way shorter than this), you will see Pearl’s character’s transformation and how she learns to accept herself as she is.

Thank you for reading and if you like, click here: The Rabbit and Its Tail. You’ll even see a WordPress drawing I tried to do for the cover because I am not a great drawer 😛 hehe I am good but not great at drawing. There are some things I cannot draw and this was one of them. But I hope I can improve on it if ever I get this in a printed version.

Kindle Ebook

The Rabbit and Its Tail will be available on Kindle Ebook July 8, 2016. This book is dedicated in loving memory to my Dad who passed away March 22, 2016. His birthday is on July 8th and that is why I had decided for that day.

When I was sick I used to ask him if he could tell me a story. He’d say he don’t know any and that he’d have to ask God. Next night I’d ask him again and he told me about a rabbit and its tail.

I don’t remember his way of telling it for it would always be different. The story was always the same- the rabbit wasn’t satisfied with his tail.

From that, I expanded the story. If you like it, thumbs up (or press like and share). If you don’t, let me know why:)

To view where you can preorder or buy after July 8th click this link:

The Rabbit and Its Tail

Remember: you don’t need a Kindle to read it. You just need the app. The app is available free on all or most devices. That’s all. Let me know what you think of the story or how I can better advertise it.

Prompt: Clouds

Tomorrow I will be heading home to PA. I’ll be flying above the clouds for a little bit.

Those beautiful white clouds seem so reachable. They seem closer to the ground. But I know if I chase after it, they can never be touched.

Clouds

**The Rabbit and Its Tail is now available for preorder. In loving memory of my Dad, it will be available on his birthday- July 8, 2016. Please click and visit: The Rabbit and Its Tail link. More information is posted on my blog as well as on Amazon Kindle.**