Happy Friday everyone! If you’re a regular follower you’ve probably already caught me…today isn’t actually Friday (I’m going to pre-date this post). We’ve had a rough week at home with C. We spent the earlier part of the week trying to recover from being sick and the latter part of the week dealing with the worst sleep and behavior issues we’ve ever encountered with our daughter. I posted earlier in the week about the importance of taking time for yourself. I could not have made it through this week without that little break. Having said that, I’ve been participating in Friday Fictioneers led by a local (to me) author Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Every week she posts a photo prompt and challenges bloggers to think creatively to write short (100 word) stories inspired by the photo. This week’s photo was taken (and also created) by Claire Fuller. This week I present to you: “My Comfort“.
Photo Credit: Claire Fuller
“My Comfort”
It was a dark, cold, lonely winter evening as we drove through the snow-covered hills trying to find a place to call home for the night.
Low on gas but high on faith, we were certain we’d find something before total darkness blinded our path.
Out of nowhere a deer darted mere inches away from us. She swerved to avoid it plunging the car off the side of the hill and into a pocket of snow.
Darkness fell upon us and there we were.
Stuck.
It was at that point that I realized all we really had in this life was each other.
She was my rock, my comfort.
