Fixin To
Linda and I are late getting out of the house, (again). We have most definitely
forgotten something. We are headed to the Sanctuary in Berea for a weekend
retreat with our writers group: the Blueberries. Both dogs are in the back seat
and we are ready to go, I’m trying to find the keys. Linda reaches over, pushes
the start button, it starts. She smiles, says “they’re in here somewhere, let’s go.”
ain’t no rain in that dark cloud, and yet…
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the gap
Smart storytelling and funny–and like Manny said: the gap. Well done!
and yet… ❤️🔑🌫️
I love how that last line — ‘ain’t no rain in that dark cloud, and yet…’ — carries such a warm, self-aware tone. It feels so relatable and gentle.
Great capture of a moment, so much implied in that wonderful last line.
This is a poem that resonates. “Linda and I are late getting out of the house, (again). ” Beyond relatable.
love this
today the cars practically
drive themselves
and yet…………….
Every sentence made me grin. And this moved me into laughter:
I’m trying to find the keys. Linda reaches over, pushes
the start button, it starts. She smiles, says “they’re in here somewhere, let’s go.”
And yes to that gap and that last line!
Delightful. Linda likes to leap before she looks, eh Coleman?
Btw there are usually THREE dogs in the back seat…
Funny, Kevin! Still laughing a Uncle Kevin is a good dog!
So relatable…It’s always such a relief to remember the thing I forgot!