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Of Roots and Fractals (An Inspirational Short Fiction)

First of all, before we begin let me point you to my first post on BayArt, which is the first step in a very long journey for me personally.

Secondly, if you like this post you can find more of my musings here

This is a short story I wrote from a writing prompt about the effects of turning your back on the gifts the universe provides for you, as well as a tale of courage and redemption. 

I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed sharing it with you here. 

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Bob admittedly felt strange as he awoke on that Sunday morning, staring at the blue sky from his bed in his tiny one bedroom apartment, the bright sunlight forcing his eyes and his mind under the covers to try and regroup.

It felt like he got no rest at all, even though he had gotten into the habit of sleeping as much as possible, because it was better to be blissfully asleep rather than think about how lonely and isolated he was every single day of his life.

His eyes burned and his body ached as if he had been on a bender and then proceeded to start a fight in which the odds must have plainly been against him. Bob had vague recollections of a strange dream, of hands, reaching out and a voice that kept telling him he had one last chance.

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The Journey Back Part One: The History and the New Path

13892189_1153112248043222_7635208731133739943_nLike most tragic events in life, large or small, I would be hard pressed to tell you how this all began.

Did it start as early as I suspect, from infanthood, the feeling of abandonment that children get when their parents are not quite ready or capable of being the kind of parents that provide not just the material goods we all require in early life, but the sense of love and security that any child needs at the beginning, by being held and reassured?

Knowing what I know of my father it is possible.

Did it start once my schooling began when one little incident marked me for life as the loser, the one to be pointed at, the one to be pushed aside and shunned, hearing the words come out of the mouths of your peers that crush your soul down into a little compact box, never to be opened?

Was it coming home, hearing the same words and phrases (loser, lazy, ugly, worthless, nothing) from my father that I heard from my peers every day, reinforcing the idea that I was nothing more than what I was told?

Was it being no more than twelve or thirteen years olf after my mom was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis and having my father leave for another woman, leaving his son to carry the burden of being the ‘man’ of the house for three of four months, walking two to three miles to do the shopping, cleaning bed sores and taking care of a mother the son barely knew as a person?

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Olives – the good oil

In my post SKIN STUFF  I wrote briefly about different oils that can be used in skin care. This week I want to focus in more detail on olive oil. Why?  Because it is SO good – and versatile. Olive oil is known to be rich in antioxidants, especially vitamin E. It  helps to bolster the immune … Read moreOlives – the good oil

Dear You All Know Who You Are

This is a post I originally published on my blog: www.roisinsarahgallacher.com . I feel like I would like to share it here too as I have gained so much beautiful, positive feedback from all of the wonderful followers of BayArt. Please, have a read if you’d like, share it, laugh at it, cry with it, … Read moreDear You All Know Who You Are

Clothes DON’T Make The Man. The Man Makes The Clothes.

“Clothes make the man…naked people have little or no influence on society.” While we attribute this famous quote from the great American bard Mark Twain, the roots of this phrase’s sentiment goes back to Shakespeare’s Hamlet and is spoken by Polonius to Laertes.  We also have heard the end of this speech by the former, … Read moreClothes DON’T Make The Man. The Man Makes The Clothes.

I Woke Up $114,000 Richer. Here’s What I’m Doing With The Money*

*This is not a brag or chance to rub this in the face of as many people as possible.  That would make me into the exact kind of person I hate.  This is to show that what we can do for others if we think of money as the tool as a means, not as … Read moreI Woke Up $114,000 Richer. Here’s What I’m Doing With The Money*