Wednesday, December 11, 2019

W.E.P. December Challenge: Footprints

And just like that, December is here and it is time for another writing challenge. Click on the image below to find links to all entries.






The footsteps faded to emptiness down the long, colorless corridor.

She was shaken awake by the dream. Another strange dream brought on by the hormones coursing through her body. 

The baby was born, to her delight. He smiled up at her from his vantage point between her legs, and he pushed himself backwards to safely climb off the birthing table. He walked down the shadowed hallway, out of the delivery room, leaving nothing but footprints piercing her heart. The fading sound of his steps still echoed in her head, and pulsed through her body. She’d experienced other strange dreams during previous pregnancies. Pregnancies that never sustained themselves beyond eight weeks. 

She immediately knew, from the core of her being. 

She folded the crocheted baby blanket she had just begun and put it in the paperboard box, along with a few other baby items. Tangible reminders of dashed hopes. With heavy steps, she carried it down the hall to put it in the dark recesses of the closet; out of sight, but never out of mind. 


175 words
Full critique welcome

PS: This was my dream many years ago. It was haunting, and it was a portent of things to come. The blanket was finally finished. I went on to bear two sons. However, my heart still holds the memories of the lost ones.

24 comments:

  1. Truly moving. Perhaps her child will be waiting on the other side.

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    1. One would hope!
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  2. Oh, my heart!!! Never out of mind for certain.

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    1. One never forgets.
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  3. Hi,
    A sad dream. I feel it is devastating when you get pregnant and miscarry every time. A part of you vanishes and it seems like in this dream that a part of this woman vanished too.
    Have a Merry Christmas and a happy crossover in 2020.
    Shalom aleichem,
    Pat G

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  4. Oh wow. This one hit me hard. This is so sad and so beautifully written. I've lost a pregnancy before, so I understand that heartbreak. I can only imagine how hard it would be to go through that over and over again.

    This is a great take on the prompt and wonderfully done!

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  5. Such a dream. Oh my. It grabbed me.

    As Ronald said, baby will be walking in Heaven, holding hands with Jesus.

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    1. It was a terrible dream, and a really dark story.

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  6. Yet another babe with a home in her heart.
    Such a poignant and painful reality for too many.
    A beautiful take on the prompt.

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  7. I had a similar dream right before my miscarriage. It has stayed with me all these years, and while I now have two sons, that loss I still grieve. Beautiful and sad. Thank you for sharing.

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    1. Very interesting. It would make a wonderful research project to find out if it is a wide-spread phenomena. I am sorry about your miscarriage. A friend of mine lost her baby at birth. She told me that having a miscarriage is far worse. I couldn't believe that, but she said she at least got to meet her baby and hold him, whereas I did not.
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    2. I agree. In my dream I died from blood loss, and my baby lived. A week later my miscarriage happened and I almost died from blood loss. It was surreal, and the worst thing I've ever experienced. I'd explain the horror but it's not appropriate here, and I do understand your friends reasoning. I would have loved to have held my baby too, but someone stole that from me. I've had the hardest time dealing with that too. Thank you!

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    3. Your experience sounds harrowing, and I can see that the hurt is still there. It is a terrible thing.

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  8. How sad! Miscarriage is so devastating. And you conveyed all that tragedy and pain in so few words! A great story.

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    1. Thanks. It was a bit macabre, especially in this season of hope and light. But, I started thinking of foot prints, and this is what came to mind.

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  9. Oh my! How poignant. How real. What portent of things to come. Such a powerful dream. I'm so sorry that this happened to you. So devastating. I'm sure miscarriage is something that only becomes real if you've experienced it. I'm so glad your blanket was finally finished.

    Thanks for adding to the reading pleasure of WEP. Your entries are very powerful. I hope we'll see you in 2020.

    Happy holiday season to you and yours!

    Denise

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    1. Thanks for your comments. I am enjoying WEP - I enjoy the challenge of having to write to a specific topic, but having so much flexibility. Happy holidays to you, and thanks for all you do.

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  10. A beautiful expression of a difficult experience. Thank you for sharing it.

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    1. You are welcome. It's a bit macabre for this wonderful season of beauty and light. I hope you have wonderful holiday times.

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  11. What a great sadness for her again and again. Very well done. Thank you for the touching story,

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