Lost love

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Why did she give it to me? I felt scorched by the crochet lace.

Arianna watched as her daughters expression changed from apprehension, to anger, to betrayal.

“Mia I am not judging you.”

Choking  down threathening tears “then why have you given this to me, you know that David and I already live together.”

“It’s a gift of love Mia, a welcome blanket to another phase of your life as a wife.”

“But I am no longer  ….”

“I know. I wish you had kept the tradition, but what good is it if you don’t feel or understand the love that shaped it.”

Copyright - Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Written for Friday fictioneers a writing challenge hosted by Rochelle. The picture was provided by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, the task is to write a 100 words story inspired by it. Thanks Rochelle for hosting the challenge. Thank you for stopping by… do click on the link to read other stories.

 

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40 thoughts on “Lost love”

  2. I’m not sure I understand what Arianna was giving to Mia, But I don’t think it matters because the atmosphere is clear, and the symbolic shift from girlhood to womanhood, and the disagreement between mother and daugher about when that rite of passage happens. Old worlds pass away. We have to make sure that the new worlds we make are better

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    1. Indeed, the new should be an improvement if it isn’t perhaps leave things as they are.
      Thanks Neil.
      Made some changes to it now, Hoping it reads better now.
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  4. Like both the idea of continuing tradition and of the young forging their own way. It’s great if both can be achieved. It sounds as if it might just work out like that here. A nicely symbolic shift from old to new. Great twist on the prompt

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  6. A meeting of worlds and the effort needed by both to understand each other and find some level of reconciliation between the two – nicely captured, not all families survive change. I suspect this one will.

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  10. It is hard to give meaningful gifts when they mean something else to the other person, and I think even harder to receive them. Lovely and sad portrayal of that gap between parent and child.

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  13. I’m glad the mother’s not judging her and has even passed on the traditional lace, even though it appears they’ve been living together before marriage, which could cause quite a rift in very traditional families I guess.

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  14. I think that this goes to show traditions can and should be upheld even if they have to be updated or modified to keep relevance in a changing modern world.

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  17. It is hard for parents – and others – to accept that rites of passage change. My parents wouldn’t let me marry in white becasue I was pregnant – my daughters lived with their men before marriage – perhaps my granddaughters will now marry at all?

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