Coming Home

credit:  Jan Wayne Fields

credit: Jan Wayne Fields

The colorless cold courtyard contrasted with the warmth inside the tiny apartment.  Every detail had been checked off the list.   The warm hue of the plates, the aroma of casseroles and baking bread, glowing golden candles flickering in the entryway, made it all seem as if he were back in his childhood home.

John’s mood was mellow, pensive.  This day had been a dream for as long as he could remember. It was finally happening and the excitement he thought he would feel had been replaced by serenity.

He hoped she was at peace.


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About Life in the 50's and beyond...

Welcome to Life in the 50's and 60's and beyond .... where I write about my childhood memories, music of the 60's and about life in the country. I am a mother, grandmother, farmer's wife, business owner, and retired teacher.
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21 Responses to Coming Home

  1. Whoever it is he’s meeting, I hope it goes well. Lovely description. Well done, Ruth. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  2. Dee says:

    A lovely, almost lyrical piece Ruth, well written and very enjoyable.

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  3. Dear Ruth,

    Such a lovely, atmospheric piece.




  4. I think could go either way–positively or that he finally got rid of her in some way. Left nicely ambivalent and hanging!



  5. Sandairy says:

    OK, just read this post…John hoped she was at peace…who is she…ex-wife, sister, adult daughter, of mother? I can see it being any of those, someone he longed to see again, what did you think when you wrote it? Well my friend whose daughter was moving to France, has had their plans delayed (and my friend is very glad)…


  6. Ruth2Day says:

    this image radiates sadness for me. A longing to be part of something


  7. dmmacilroy says:

    Dear Ruth,

    Dreams fulfilled. Who is she, i wonder? Lovely piece and ideal for the prompt.




  8. This is a warm story with a hint of a chill. Nicely done.


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