Looking out the lone window, I see an ornament on the leaf-stripped tree. With other ornaments, they were a beautiful sight dancing in the breeze reminding me of days gone by.
Now I can hardly move but sometime I thrash in my sleep, ending up with my legs hanging off the bed. Nurses are nice, check occasionally.
I’m alone. The last of my family and peers. A stranger owns my old home. No stage here for dancing.
Seems I have a kind visitor in the night who invites me to go to a new home. I refuse. I’ll hang on.
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Written for 100-word picture prompt hosted by Rochelle at https://rochellewisoff.com/
PHOTO PROMPT© Na’ama Yehuda תודה חברה שלי
You will find how others have dealt with their interpretations of the picture by going to Rochelle’s link and clicking below the fuzzy frog. Enjoy.
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Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
Sweet aroma 
Clinging to hope can be comforting to some. Nice take on the prompt.
Isadora 😎
Still a little light in this world for my character. Thanks, Isadora, for the comment.
Great take on the prompt. We must hang on!
Blessings.
Until God says it is the last breath, life goes on.
It’s good to know we can refuse
I have seen people who seem to live until they give in. Some seem to die just because they give up the will to live. Most of this God controls but I don’t know how much. Much we don’t know, huh?
Great take on the prompt Oneta.
Hold up there, Partner, you sound plumb friendly today. 😀 Thank you.
You hurt me partner. When was I not friendly?😗
Good night, Pranab. God rest ye, Merry Gentleman.
Not ready to go yet. I can’t say I blame her. Life is a gift, even when it’s not all you wish it to be.
Life can be tough but death as an escape route is not a solution. Thanks for the comment.
You’re very welcome, Oneta, and I agree.
Not ready to leave this world…
Most folks will go through a lot before being ready to turn loose.