Sunday, September 21, 2008

Nothing

This is my first entry for the Weekend Wordsmith writing prompt. I think I'm really going to enjoy this!

Ellen stares into the distance. She never moves and seldom utters a sound. Just sits there, looking. I look too, trying to see what it is that’s so fascinating out there. I can’t see anything though. Nothing.

I believe Ellen sees something though, because every now and then she’ll smile the most beautiful smile. When that happens I see the old Ellen. The Ellen I fell in love with. I miss her so much.

She’s not really here with me now; not really. Her body is just a shell. She’s in there somewhere that I can’t reach.

I keep trying though. I sit here by the window holding her hand. We sit and stare. Stare at nothing…

6 comments:

Mediterranean Views said...

Wow is that powerful! It gave me goose bumps and sadness.

Angel said...

Thank you. That is the best compliment a writer can get I believe, that their writing made someone actually feel something.

Daisy said...

Awesome - because now I want to know more - like Ellen just emotionally distant or does she have Alzheimer's? Nicely done... Welcome to Weekend Wordsmith!

Angel said...

I was thinking of Alzheimer's when I wrote the piece. Glad you liked it.

Alzheimer's is a terrible disease. I saw my Granny get worse and worse with it. I can't imagine with a spouse feels when going through it with their loved one.

Anthony James Barnett - author said...

Good idea, potent. I like it.

Anthony

Angel said...

Thank you. I will be looking at your stuff soon, I promise!