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Prompt 2. Sept 2. Tell us about an earthshaking Life-or-Death situation in your life. What happened, how did it change you, if at all? OMG which one to choose. I was abandoned at the age of six. I am still working on it. I survived on dandelion wishes. Each wish was a prayer. Mine were answered. My family was reunited. For my seventh birthday I was allowed to choose any pup from my uncle’s golden spaniel’s litter. Four strong yellow pups greeted me but, in the back, curled up and dirty was Flipper, my dog. She was black and white. They said, “no choose a good one.” And I snatched up my dog and venomously defended her. I was allowed to be greedy with Flipper. No one else could feed her or teach her bird dog signs. She was my best friend. It was a hot August day. The air was dusty because I was in the back of a pickup with other cousins and a bunch of big black inner tubes. Ahead of us was a caravan of aunts and uncles. The picnic’s destination was a sandy beach on the left hand side of the bridge. I knew the spot from the year before. I leaped out with tube in hand, barefoot and ran to the right of the bridge. I planned to ride the river on the tube, to that beach. Just as I began my leap to catch the tube, someone I didn’t know, screamed “NO! Whirlpool!” I touched the tube, but my fingers slipped. My feet hit the water first and I was pulled, sucked in. I saw the green water darken then it became lighter, and the force of the whirling had brought me up and down three times. I remember hearing that drowning person came up three times. The next descent seemed as if I was in slow motion. I saw the past three years of my dog Flipper’s life roll by like a movie going backwards. Then all was black. I woke up in pain. My dad had just taught a class in artificial resuscitation. He revived me with chest compressions. How did I get out? My mother and the woman who had called out both dove in. They bumped heads, but both had a hold of my hair, then arm. Others helped them out. How did it change me? It was a healing of sorts. On that day and that moment, I saw love in the eyes of both my parents. |
![]() "Blogging Circle of Friends " ![]() Day 3595 September 2o You come home after a 3 day weekend to find. What do you find? All but a few of my cats have found forever homes. and Nine nice night nurses nursing nicely.
PROMPT 1 - Sept 1 by WakeUpAndLive️~celebrate🥳 (597) Welcome to the Blog Week. Make sure to use the daily thread! It will make my life so much easier. Prompt 1. Sept 1. It's the site's 24th Anniversary. Tell us about your love or fondness of Writing.com. What makes this a wonderful place for writers? Why are you (still) here? 395 words Writing.Com feels like home for me. Many of my old WDC friends are no longer active (hopefully because they are deep into the process of publishing and marketing their works.) But I came home a few years ago after an eight-year break. (life got in the way) Now I am in the process of re-learning the in ends and outs here, for example “dropnotes” I whined enough someone that led me to wdc 101 page. ![]() Or where should I put it. Hey…I imagine you guessed; I don’t understand code. So now I have a place in my notepad titled Dropnote and I also have a private scratch pad in my port. Like magic by using the formula exactly it is saved somewhere great design, and I don’t have to “put” it anywhere. Happy 24 Birthday WDC ▼ I keep learning about myself here too. Writing personal blog entries and getting honest feedback has given me more than one” aw ha” moment. Most important lesson for my self-esteem was learning that I can click in the ADVANCED section near the bottom of an item’s creation and in a drop-down menu, select no ratings, review only. My “abandonment issues” flare with 1.5 star ratings. (just saying) And this morning Vicki tracker gave me a lesson on embedding." just clicked on the GIPHY icon up there next to the smiley face. It gives you the code you just click on which copies it and paste it” Thank you. I did it once. But now I can't find the tool bar with that icon. Where does it go? You will find the tool bar in your note pad and in the edit boxes like this one. The activities around here keep my 72-year-old brain employed. Daily, weekly, and monthly contests challenge me. It’s the community that I cherish here. And good grief I adore The StoryMaster ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() With all the ideas spinning and bouncing in delightful directions, one might feel overly stimulated. Yes, like a scared rabbit, I have frozen. Froze in a quagmire of possibilities. What to do first; reading, writing or reviewing? But it is a workable dilemma, one that brings me back day after enjoyable day. In fact, I have 33 badges Visit WdC 7 to prove it. |