Copyright Dale Rogerson
Genre: Memoir
Word Count: 100
PAST FORGETTING
It’s easy to forget.
My mother would say this in her ‘martyr’ voice, on her birthday, when there was nothing from my father.
The flowers he sent on the birthday after their divorce, were sent back to him chopped up in small pieces. He got the message
The years that followed were not easy. While my mother fumed, he apologised repeatedly to my sister and I. Although sad, we were adult enough to accept parents are only human, and deserve happiness too.
At his funeral, I held her whilst she sobbed, ‘I’ve lost him now.’
It’s not easy to forget.
Thank as always to Rochelle our ‘Fairy Blogmother’ for still finding time to sprinkle her fairy dust and to all other F’Fers you are a great group of writers.
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Dear Dee,
We humans are funny, aren’t we? We long for what we claim we no longer want. Wonderful story, full of emotion. And, I might add, it’s so good to see you back among us. 😀
Shalom,
Rochelle FBM 😉
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Dear Rochelle
Yes we are. Love is such a powerful emotion. Pleased you liked this and delighted to be back, really missed being part of this lovely group of people.
Take care
Dee
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How lovely to find you back on the grid, Dee. And with a harrowing story that hits hard. Well done.
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Thanks Sandra, it feels good to be back.
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Lovely take, the emotions felt very real to me. Well done.
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Thank you Iain, much appreciated.
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Eventually, everything ends. Great characterizations and welcome back. 🙂
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Thank you! It’s good to be back 😊
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Ooh, that’s a complicated, twisty relationship there. She never really let him go, did she? Well written FF, Dee
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No, she always hoped he would come back to her. Thank you Lynn, good to hear from you 😊
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Ah, that’s so sad. Sad she was always waiting and for it never to happen. Tragic
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Funny how grief works. Some part of her still loved him.
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If truth be told, she never stopped loving him, nor he her. It was all so very sad. Thanks for reading James 😊
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Anger and annoyance usually gets replaced with guilt and regret as time flies. Very powerful writing, Dee. Loved reading it.
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Thank you, much appreciated.
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It’s so hard to forget .
Loved your story, Dee.
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Thank you, lovely to hear from you.
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Welcome back Dee….
How often does this happen? You spend all your time fuming over what was and not enough on just accepting and moving forward lovingly.
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Thank you Dale, its good to be back. It seemed to me at the time that it was so unnecessary, they never really stopped loving each other, but couldn’t communicate, too emotional.
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Oh heartbreaking that she was still holding on.
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Yes, it was, but she never let him go.
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I anticipate this will be what my mom will say when my dad finally goes. They’ve been split for nearly 30, but they are still in good conversation even to this day. Well done!
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Thanks you Miles. It was a strange time, they didn’t speak after the divorce, except through my sister and I. We relayed what they wanted each other to know.
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A touching story of love and loss. Well done.
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Thank you so much, pleased you liked it 😊
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A sad yet tender tale. Excellent.
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Thank you for reading Keith, pleased you liked it😊
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DEE!!! I saw you in the line-up and I thought, great! A story and the presence of a dear lady this week.
Yes, that story is SO familiar to all of us. I actually felt sorry for the guy because it seems he was doing everything he could to make amends. Was it his fault or was he just weak about it? We don’t know. When something leaves us, it’s GONE, that’s the real message of the story.
Nice work this week and I hope to see you more often. 🙂
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Good to hear from you as always, Kent. The saddest thing was, although my father left, he hoped one day to come back and never wanted to divorce. My mother took the view that he had left her so why not divorce, although I know she loved him till the day she died. Life throws some curve balls doesn’t it … 😊
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Ah, so sorry about that , Dee. Curve ball is right. 😥
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Excellently observed – I cried at my ex-husband’s funeral too.
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Hi Liz, good to hear from you. Life seldom really works out as you plan or hope does it? 😊
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You have written such a poignant real life story that slices and cuts across at our very inner cores.
Regret and guilt is written all over your excellent story. I would love to read more and more of you and more often at that, Dee.
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Thank you for your kind comments. I am trying to make more time to write, but at present it is quite difficult. So pleased you liked the story.
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This is a beautiful albeit sad story about humanity.
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Thank you Dawn, hope all good with you 😊
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Profound…
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Thanks for reading Martin.
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You turned that around very neatly indeed. I suppose the two of them knew which buttons to press to wind each other up, and found they just couldn’t live together. Or was it an affair that he subsequently decided was wrong after all? Or could it have been a clash between what mum believed psychologically, so that she felt unable to forgive something? The fact that the piece stimulates all these questions means you’ve written a fine piece of flash fiction.
At all events, how sad for them both, as they plainly loved each other. You convey that mutual love very well.
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Some people just cannot forget, by forgiving, by embracing that hurt, and moving on. Great portrayal of regret and all those other negative emotions.
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Yes, some people never move on from past hurt, they seem to relive it, looking for an explanation. Thank you for reading 😊
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Oh, the things we do. It’s kind of heart-breaking. Sometimes if we let the passive-aggressive go and just communicate….
Well done, Dee!
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Such a beautiful, realistic and sad tale. The last line is most poignant. Very very well written.
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So true, isn’t it? Nice piece.
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Thanks Ted, good to hear from you 😊
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