FFfAW: Thank You Mama

Credit: Barbara Taylor

I was finally out of that small cottage, in that small village, full of sanctimonious people with small minds.

I didn’t actually mind the cottage, it was just the proximity to the neighbours I detested. Nosy Mrs. Mead, always hovering around. To think I’d actually caught her, ear to the door, as Mama spoke to Dr. Harris about Papa’s condition! She didn’t flinch. On the contrary, she wagged her haughty finger at me for keeping her in the dark. I was too speechless to respond and too anxious to care.

Papa died a month later. Mama was too heartbroken to even consider leaving, when I gently raised the idea. Β Too many memories she couldn’t leave behind. I didn’t insist. Mama was old. It was my turn to look after her without complaining.

But there’s just something about mothers that God’s instilled into their hearts, when it comes to their children and putting them first.

ThreeΒ weeks later she surprised me with two plane tickets to my favorite city. She knew I’d never leave her behind.

ForΒ Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

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38 Responses to FFfAW: Thank You Mama

  1. What a sweet story! Mothers’ usually do always put their children first and in your story, she certainly did! Two plane tickets to her favorite city! Wonderful story!

  2. pranabaxom says:

    So sweet of your mother.

  3. mandibelle16 says:

    Yes I agree. Mom’s do know. They have a sense of what their children want most, even when they’re grown. I’m happy they both got to start over, away from nosy neighbours. It’s a bit sad for the Mom, leaving her friends but sometimes your somewhere and you’ve been there to long when their is to much gossip and politics πŸ™‚ well done S.

  4. Singledust says:

    Mamas always know their children’s heart even when the child denies it, such a heartwarming story that these 2 are going on an adventure together away from all the nosy neighbours!

  5. jademwong says:

    Such a beautiful ending to the story!

  6. luckyjc007 says:

    A very heartwarming story. Her mother is very understanding and wants her to be happy. Mothers are known to give up their own desires to help their children. She is very blessed to have such an understanding and loving mother.

  7. maria says:

    Bless them both. Things were rough and tough but they deserve another chance at happiness. πŸ™‚

  8. Lyn says:

    Great story. A well done take on the picture πŸ™‚

  9. Wonderful story. So much power in few words! That’s difficult to do. Moms are the best.

  10. Sweet sweet sweet and extra sweet.
    And did I mention sweet!
    πŸ™‚
    πŸ™‚

  11. The Voice says:

    A beautiful and well told story. Very nicely done. πŸ™‚

  12. Michael says:

    Just delightful, with hope and understanding, beautifully written SW

  13. Jenn says:

    What a great mama! They’re going to have an adventure.

  14. What would we do without Mums? For a start we wouldn’t be here! I took mine, aged 89 to Dubai recently.and It gave her a new lease f life. I came back exhausted!

    The Mayor. A very short story.

  15. bikurgurl says:

    Gurl power – sticking together – loving that they’re supporting each other.

  16. Just delightful. Mothers rock πŸ™‚

  17. Felicia Hf says:

    Very sweet! And such a lovely gift. Enjoyed reading this πŸ™‚

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