By the Light of the Moon

It’s time for  another 100-word story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, this weeks photo prompt  is offered by Ted Strutz. Thank to our hostess and our photographer

“Is it time, Barbie?”

“Yes.  I’m sorry.  Can’t fight any more. Full moon tonight?”  The whispered words drained her energy.

“Full moon. Everything is arranged.” She watched as I gathered up her coat, pillows, and a warm comforter. I wrapped her up, lifted her in my arms.

“Thank you, Sweetheart.”

She slipped away from me under the light of the full moon. I held her for a long time.



56 thoughts on “By the Light of the Moon

      1. Yeah. Actually, we found my Dad in bed and called 911. ER folks at hospital revived his body but my Dad himself never came back. Mom agreed to shut off the life support and his body expired soon afterward. As far as I’m concerned, he’d died hours before.

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      2. You’ve said it so well. Reviving the body doesn’t always revive the soul. Sorry you had to find your dad that way. My FIL died at hunting camp, no family around–he died doing what he loved.

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  1. Dale

    So beautiful. Kind of like that scene in the cheesy movie New Years Eve (and I’m not ashamed to admit I love them!) where Hillary Swank’s character brings her father (Robert DeNiro) to the roof of the hospital so he can see the ball come down in Times Square…

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    1. Thank you. I have yet to actually be with a loved one as that person is dying. My mom died five years ago, and only my sister was with her; she said it was an amazing thing to watch the light leave Mom’s eyes. Yes, it’s part of our life experience.

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