Edna’s Room (fiction word count: 100)
Coming back to Edna’s place
puts a smile upon my face
She passed away more than ninety days ago
yet her plants continue to grow
Sometimes when delightful people pass
grief has an undertone of laugh
Recalling eccentric ways
Memories flood the head
As wet eyes help release some dread
Resisting the urge to ask, “Why?”
And not thinking of her as dead-
Knowing in heaven we shall meet again
Yes, we will Edna, my sweet friend….
But cleaning your room
is impossible to do
Because each crack and crevice
reminds me of you
This short fiction piece is to join in with Friday Fictioneers – go here to join in or to read more entries for this photo prompt.
I did not know anyone named Edna, but the thought of someone “delightful” living in this room was the first thing I imagined when I saw the photo prompt (photo was from the Potters this week).
And a few times this month I have had some mini-chats about people passing away – and one thing that came up was how certain people- perhaps delightful people – are missed with smiles sometimes. Their memory might invoke a smirk, a laugh – and then a tear.
Also, I know a few folks who are kind of mean and just selfish, demanding, and even rude. I am not judging their plight and I am not suggesting Pollyanna behavior that annoys; but I do think that those kind of folks – the ones that bite at you and leave a stench vibe in the air – well they do not leave behind a sweet essence like Edna would have.
To further add to the topic, I just noticed that over at Pensitivity blog
The blogger wrote: “I’ve said before that Hubby and I come as a double act, one of our key points of every day is to make at least one person smile.” What an awesome aim!They also wrote about the departed Bruce Forsyth (who I did not really know too much about….) and his famous line: “Nice to see you, to see you Nice”.
The pensitivity blog reminded me that people with high emotional intelligence usually care about about the impact they leave behind. And again – I am not suggesting to overdo the niceness or to unnaturally use humor- instead – I am suggesting that some folks need to humbly work at being more socially warm and maybe need to stop being a big ol’ crank. People who are older can change, like how Martin Seligman changed – it was the sum of many parts that finally gave him the boot in the head about his constant crabby and negative demeanor. One day when his granddaughter called him out on always being a big grump – he saw the light. We can still be true to who we are while being more mindful of others – and in the end – it has many rippling fruits.