Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Meeting Yourself

Here is my piece for the Three Word Wednesday prompt this week:

Mary wept, tears covering her hands. The daily dose of anger she dished out at her eight year old backfired when he simply said, “I’m sorry, Mom, I love you,” and gave her a hug. The arrow of shame that shot through her pierced her heart and brought her to her knees. It appears I need to stay on my knees a while and pray I can change my ways, she thought, holding the most important thing in her life close.