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 Sammi’s Comment Section.
Once more this prompt took me down Memory Lane. Whether deserved or not, my Aunt Edith was a legend in our house. Hers was my first experience with the death of a loved one.
L’DOR V’DOR*
When I was eight Aunt Edith passed away. My mother’s sister lived in the house behind ours.
Memories. Faded impressions. Passover seders at Grandpa’s. A gold demitasse cup she kept just for me. The prayer book I wish I’d kept. I’ve searched for it online. Out of print.
I still remember my aunt’s attempts to teach me manners. “Ladies say ‘yes’ not ‘yeah.’”
She made an impact.
*From generation to generation.
My mother is the short lady on the left. Aunt Edith is the bride. Sometime in the late 1930’s or early 1940’s.
Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple 
Dear Rochelle,
She was a lovely lady and it is sad that you did not have more time with her. Something tells me she would have made even more of an impact!
Shalom and lotsa loving memories,
Dale
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Dear Dale,
My brother’s memories of her are quite different than mine. I was the little girl she never had. I can only remember her with great fondness.
Shalom and lotsa memorable hugs,
Rochelle
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Oh my… now that begs for a chat!
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Lovely memories.
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Thank you, Sadje.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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You’re welcome Rochelle!
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I’m sure we all had at least one relative that tried to make us a better person. Good story.
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Dear Jan,
There’s always that one person who keeps the family together. When he or she is gone…:( Thanks, m’luv.
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Lovely story and tribute, Rochelle.
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Thank you, Adele. 😀
Shalom,
Rochelle
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You’re welcome, Rochelle 🙂
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I’m glad you have good memories of hers, and that she was in your life, for however shorter than you would have needed her to be. Here’s to impact of the good kind. xoxo Na’ama
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Na’ama Y’karah,
She was the first loved one I remember losing to death. We had a special bond and i often wonder how different life might have been had she lived longer. At the very least, she lived and loved. Thank you.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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xoxo. I so very understand. … and, I’m glad you had her, even if only for a short time. It is a powerful thing, to love and be loved.
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😘❤️
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That was sweet, nice photo too, you have your mother’s eyes. My poor mother, correcting my speech all the time.
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Dear Ted,
I’m not sure about the eyes, but I certainly inherited her lack of height. 😉 Everyone in that photo is gone. Sigh. Thank you.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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She clearly made a lasting and very positive impression. A lovely piece Rochelle.
My sixty-seven!
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Dear Keith,
Aunt Edith was a huge influence. Thank you. Going to read yours now.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Wonderful memory, Rochelle.
It amazes me how siblings, even twins, can have different memories of the same event. Like your Thoreau quote, …’it’s what you see.’ Enjoyed reading this and see the photo.
Peace,
Bill
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