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Weekend Writing Prompt #156 – Home

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A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend. How you use the prompt is up to you. Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like. Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise. If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.

Wow. Congrats to Sammi for doing this prompt for three years already!  Looking forward to what’s to come!

There is always that one house on the block where people congregate. As kids, it is the meet-up or the hang-out place – if the mom says it is okay – and if she says ‘no’ today, it will not stop you from coming back tomorrow. There is nothing obviously special about this house. It is like everyone else’s in size and shape and number of rooms. And yet, the kids know. Here, they are welcome. Here, they can be kids, and whether related or not, will be yelled at if they get too much. Here, they feel like they belong, part of a family. Here, this is not a house. It is a home.

Mine.

 

 

75 thoughts on “Weekend Writing Prompt #156 – Home”

  1. I love this! And I can totally see how yours would be the one! Happy Mama Day to you! (It’s Mother’s Day in the US – is it also so in Canada? Even if not, never mind – we can celebrate you ANY DAY!).
    I especially like that kids know they’d be told off if they are ‘too much’ – as kids need to know that their actions matter and that someone is noticing … Hugs! (in person, one day, but for now, E-ones). Na’ama

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  2. What a lovely last word in this piece, Dale. Even though I felt pretty sure the place described had to be yours, I still got that little frisson at the very end. A cliché I know, but some people have houses – other people have homes.

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    • Thank you, Jilly. And it’s funny because it was mine after it was my mother’s. Kinda works for this Mother’s Day (in North America).
      I love that this gave you a frisson!

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  3. You effectively described my home for about five or six years, until I moved to Yarmouth. Always the local kids congregated there. And often I fed them. Yes, it was a home, home for all, just as you describe

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    • What are you doing in my spam? Seriously…you know you don’t belong there!
      I love having that home. I visited my mother today and got her to read this piece and her response was, there is so much less to worry about when the kids hang out at your own home. Indeed. And, while not necessarily my goal, I did open up my house to the kids with probably that reason lurking in my subconscious. A friend said her fondest memories are of our childhood hanging out at my house!

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  4. Nice. I have always said that the biggest compliment a visitor can give us is kicking off their shoes, getting comfy and falling asleep on the sofa! It shows they are comfortable and relaxed in our home.

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  7. Q

    How sweet and touching and lovely a thing, and to do so on Mother’s Day creates quite the appropriate gift for mothers such as yourself. The idea of a house becoming a home, that its identity is a ribbon whose one side to the other quality is made up of moments big and small. And lives that unfurl into other places.

    But always remember that place.

    Beautifully done.

    B

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  9. Oh, this is so sweet. And I can see that you would grow up in and then have “that house.” I’ll just echo all the stuff Na’ama said about you. 😀
    Our house has always been a home, but it wasn’t that house that everyone flocked to.

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    • I thank you kind lady and send you the very best Happy Mothering Sunday to you as well. Methinks you might be right. I canna help myself.
      Losta love,
      Dale xoxo

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    • Thank you, Ina. It’s so great. I shared this post on Facebook and three of my childhood friends – the ones who spent the most time at my house all responded how their memories of the home my mother built meant a great deal to them.

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    • Thank you! Funny how you start with an idea, start to type and realise.. nope. But that’s okay, too.
      Yes, a very lovely memory (I shared it on FB and three friends who used to hang out at my house a LOT loved the trip down memory lane, too)

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