Ananya hated moving, leaving the familiar for the strange, the old for new. Wanted things to be as they were. Hated leaving her flowers.
Her husband loved it all. Couldn’t think of staying more than three years in a place. Loved the newness of it all, even the packing and unpacking!
His parents’ job entitled a move every three years. Hers had stayed rooted and grounded in one place all the time.
The movers had already unloaded their stuff and gone. Fumbling with the unfamiliar knob, she pushed the door open.
She stopped breathing. They were breathtaking. It would be alright. She was home.
*Friday Fictioneers is talented group of enthusiasts penning down a story, a poem, a prose, etc., expressing their heart about a photo prompt, every week. Thanks for this week’s beautiful photo prompt © Dale Rogerson
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some love the familiarity of the old place while some prefer to move after a regular gap to make new friends in newer surroundings . liked the way you highlighted the opposite preferences in a couple.
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Familiarity breeds contempt, or is it? Your beautifully written story highlighted the contrasts between the two and the dillemma of the modern family.
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I find as I get older, the appeal of moving to new places lessens considerably.
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Dear Sabina,
I’ve moved few times in my life. I can’t imagine moving every three years. Lovely story with upbeat ending. You made me smile.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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The only good thing about moving so often, is one doesn’t have time to collect “stuff” – as I look around all the “stuff” I’m trying to get rid of to move!
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Rolling stones gather no moss but they sure are well rounded. Neat take.
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Happy that she can call it home .
Lovely story , Sabina.
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I really enjoyed the way you pivoted the story on the sight of the flowers, from downbeat and potentially confrontational to upbeat and accepting. Well done!
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I actually was mirroring my life, but in the opposite way!☺
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Marriage is often between contrasts and we make it work by accommodating one another! Thank you
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True. That’s because we start settling down, like old wine!☺
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Thank you.
My account mirrors my own life, except for the gender change!
I actually wrote a true factual story. So your input is invaluable!😊😊😊
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Maybe. Yet my parents did collect stuff – books mainly!
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Thank you!
True indeed!☺
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Thank you very much!
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Thank you. Marriage is about making choices and compromises. With that attitude, you can always draw hope.
My take was that her husband did understand her and tried ease her misgivings.
Thank you!
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We moved a lot until we came to the house we live in now, for 23 years. How delightful to enter a new house and see flowers!
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Loved the hopefulness at the end of this piece.
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I hear you!
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I enjoyed how this moment brought out the opposite in these characters lives which then exposed their love. Really well told story.
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I don’t like moving. When we finally built our own house and moved in 25+ years ago, I told Connie, “The next time I move it will be to the cemetery.”
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Exactly! Thank you
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Thank you. That’s the take!
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😊😊😊
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Thank you. That’s what I wanted to convey. Every cloud has a silver lining. Every love has a way!
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😂😂😂
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A nice and welcomed “feel good” story for us this week, Sabina. Bravo!
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Thank you.
I love flowers and can’t help being encouraged by them☺
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After reading your second story, I understood your comment better!💐
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😀
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It’s a good thing your character is so adaptable. Sounds like she’ll need that.
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It must be difficult if both parties don’t view moving house with the same enthusiasm. We’ve moved a lot, and it’s no hardship for either of us. Good story.
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I think, willing to adapt is the exact one!
Thanks
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Yep. That’s there!
Thank you
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This is a lovely illustration of the phrase, the home is where the heart is. I’m glad she can feel at home. I always found the most difficult part of moving to be leaving friends behind.
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That’s true.
Thanks for commenting
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