Thursday, October 10, 2013

Five Sentence Fiction - ENRAPTURE


Alone in the darkened hospital room, I cradle his newborn warmth against my bare skin. Although we have spent the last nine months together, this is the first time we have ever really met.
 I gently trace my finger along every feature of his precious face, committing them not only to my memory, but to my heart and my soul. I whisper hopes and dreams and love for him into his perfect ear.
 His tiny fingers grasp mine and I kiss the top of his downy head.






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13 comments:

  1. UnknownOctober 10, 2013 at 9:30 AM

    Lovely!

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  2. Tempest Nightingale LeTropeOctober 10, 2013 at 4:10 PM

    Aw--brought tears to my eyes! I was very happy to meet my now nearly 24 year old son as well.

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    1. K. AlexanderOctober 11, 2013 at 6:52 AM

      Thank you for reading my post, Tempest. I'm glad it brought you tears of happiness. Meeting your child for the first time really is the most moving experience. My son is 18 and I still get choked up thinking about the day he was born.

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  3. AnonymousOctober 10, 2013 at 9:21 PM

    Very beautiful. I felt the same about my children.
    Scott
    Mine: http://kindredspirit23.wordpress.com/2013/10/10/five-sentence-fiction-enraptured-pg13-drama-10102013/

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    1. K. AlexanderOctober 11, 2013 at 6:58 AM

      Thanks, Scott. I'm happy you could connect with what I wrote,

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  4. El BanqueroOctober 11, 2013 at 9:16 AM

    MY FIVE SENTENCE REPLY (not counting this heading):

    People always told me that nothing in your life would be the same afterward , which I always thought was just a way to inject mystery to something that seemed straightforward. Yet, as I sit at my wife’s side in a brightly lit operating room and hear the first cries from our son, now I get it.

    I never thought that it would be an auditory cue that flipped that emotional switch, but switch it did. As tears of joy cloud my vision, only one thought floats in my mind.

    Now and forever more, I’m a father.

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    1. K. AlexanderOctober 11, 2013 at 1:33 PM

      That's beautiful. And it's fun to get a response in the 5 sentence form.
      I really like how you point out that it's not always our vision which sparks emotion or a memory.
      Thanks for stopping by!

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    2. El BanqueroOctober 11, 2013 at 6:17 PM

      You might not have recognized me by my blogging name, but hi, I'm Dicky Boob.

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    3. K. AlexanderOctober 11, 2013 at 6:46 PM

      LoL. You are too funny.

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    4. K. AlexanderOctober 11, 2013 at 6:47 PM

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  5. AnonymousOctober 12, 2013 at 6:34 AM

    A beautiful story for the prompt. Very well done.
    My story: http://mcguffysreader.blogspot.com/2013/10/enraptured.html

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