Designer suit, locks flowing in the wind, and accessories to compliment the hardware on her handbag. I wanted to walk in her shoes.
Dreams of distinction, I memorized her outfit from head to toe. Her left stride exuded confidence. The right was seemingly hesitant.
Leather shoe unbound; bunion completely exposed.
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At age 5, Brody required less of my doting. Horsing around on the monkey bars, he slipped. His embarrassment outweighed his pain.
Bath time, I asked if I could take a look. Reluctantly, he agreed. As I kneeled in for examination, he turned his head, rolled his eyes and said, “Awkward.”
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Her soft voice offered a hint of reassurance. Adrenaline rush mirrored a NASCAR member. Full-court press perspiration and anticipation of the unknown; fear and anxiety married.
Eyes closed to focus and relax my breathing.
Her hand gently touched my shoulder. Our eyes met. She smiled.
It’s over. Wisdom teeth extracted.
Shelly Eady is an emerging writer with an abundance of faith, courage and a heart’s desire. Her goal is to enrich, inspire, and encourage others to dream through the art of creativity.