Mondays Finish the Story – Changing Tides

First time writing for this community.  Love a more directional prompt that not only includes a picture, but the first line.  Link to this blog here 

© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham
© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

“Arriving at the beach, she reflected on her life”

It seemed like everything had come in waves: a splish of bad here, a splash of good there, and an occasional breeze that swept the branch’s melancholy shade away for a swash of revitalizing sunlight.


She felt the drizzle of salty tears from when her dad passed away.


The spray from squirt guns and water hoses used as watery artillery at her best friend’s birthday party.

Every time the mourning shadows tried to engulf her in gloom, a breath of fresh air placed her back in the sunshine.

Changing tides and winds can bring in anguish or elation, but nothing stays the same: a bittersweet morsel for those currently on either side.  Just remember, the pendulum swings both ways; it will come back.


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