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The Little Moments – Friday Fictioneers

I’m not one to do the “woe is me” thing and this is definitely not one of them.  It is, however, the fourth anniversary of my “two weeks of WTF” that started on the 11th and ended on the 27th.  I can laugh and talk about Mick all the time with nary a tear but at this time of the year, there is more of a tightness in the chest, so to speak.

So, now that I got that out of the way, thank you to Rochelle for hosting this weekly challenge and this week, thanks (again) to Doug MacIlroy for allowing us to use (re-use for some) this lovely photograph.

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The Little Moments

“Good God!  How you can work with that stuff you call music blaring?” I yelled.

“I like it, helps me to draw.  Keeps me in the groove.”

Shaking my head, I went back to writing my Friday Fictioneers story, while chatting on Facebook with my buddy Rochelle.  A new message pops up:

“Yo, Rog, what’s for lunch?”

“Dunno, Mick, hadn’t thought of it.”

“Let’s go out!”

“Lemme guess, The Cage?”

“Ya baby!  Meet me downstairs!”

“Lemme finish my story, first!”

“Gonna let me read it?”

“Of course.  You’re my muse again.”

These little moments are what I miss the most.


133 thoughts on “The Little Moments – Friday Fictioneers

  1. Hugs first … shoulder next (it’s a skinny one, but it still counts for something …). And … yes, dear Dale, it’s the small moments that hold so much meaning, isn’t it? I didn’t know this period of time was especially difficult in THAT way (though goodness knows holidays can be, with any kind of loss, for all too many, amplified as holiday-stuff can be), and I’m so so sorry. As a five-year-old I know once said after loving a loved one: “I think being sad is a kind of loving.”
    Hugs again, Na’ama

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  2. Thanks for sharing the memory, Dale, and for sure it’s the little things that mean so much, as do the big, but it seems tiny, seemingly inconsequential things do have a way of popping up and kicking you in the gut when you least expect. You clearly loved each other like crazy. Enough said by me. For now.

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  3. Dammit Dale,

    I knew as soon as I saw your linkz photo I was going to have to nab a tissue. Yup, I was right. Made me smile to be the one you were chatting with. You truly inspire me, my friend.

    Shalom and multiple hugs,


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    • Dammit Rochelle,

      You should have expect it at this time of year! Hope you smiled too… And yeah, why not be chatting with you… not like it ever happens, eh?

      Lotsa love and hugs back!

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  4. It’s okay to be a “woe is me” someone sometimes. You wrote a beautiful piece and the little memories are the most important to hold on to. It sounds like you had many of those with Mick. I am sorry for the pain you experienced and hope your holiday time with family and friends is filled with lots of love and laughter!

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  5. Dale,

    We all have that person in our lives who was that simultaneous beat, that rhythmic step, that divine echo. Yours left much too soon, but his memory lives on, like a fine mist to the senses.

    Blessings, peace, love and most of all, those wonderful memories that keep your feet grounded and your heart airborne.


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  6. December was always a favorite month of mine. Naturally being the holidays, it always brought a sense of joy. The excitement and anticipation of downtime with family and friends, happy children, gifts, and all the other fun and joy associated with Christmas.

    This all changed 4 years ago when Mick passed away. December lost its lustre and there is instead an extra sense of loss and sadness when the month comes rolling in. They say time heals everything and although that may be true. I can’t say I will ever stop missing my friend Mick.

    Thank you Dale as always for sharing. Sending you lots of hugs and love.

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    • Same for me, Paul.

      Mick was the most enthusiastic guy about all holidays, Christmas especially. Between him being gone and the boys total lack of enthusiasm, it has become beyond lacklustre.

      Everyone still misses him. Everyone.

      Lots of love to you and the girls. xoxo


  7. A lovely tribute and a touching memory, Dale. December always seems such a bitter-sweet month to me, ostensibly a happy time but a stark reminder of happier times. Well done.

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  8. Thanks for sharing a heart rendering memory into a story that causes us all to stop for a moment and reflect on our own memories. The good thing is we hope we have so many good ones that it helps negate the bad ones. Well done. I hope you find peace in the wonderful memories you had.

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    • Thank you, Jan. It’s those little moments that sneak up and remind me how much good we had and yes, makes the not so bad not so important.
      I am quite at peace. Thank you!

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  9. Thanks for sharing this. For one brief moment today I thought ‘Got to get Mom and Dad’s presents out in the mail.’ Then, yes, that tightening in the chest. Well done. Hugs and kisses to you, my friend.

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    • Thank you, Michael. Definitely grateful for having so many good ones. And I miss him most during this bloody month (of course, I miss him almost always)


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