6 June 2025

Published June 4, 2025 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Anecdote
Word Count:100

CONNECTING FLIGHT

“Are you ready to go to the airport?”

I shuffled through the piles on my desk. “Daddy, I can’t find my passport.”

“Hurry!” He paced the floor.

Then I remembered I only needed my real I.D.

When we arrived at the check-in, panic set in. I’d forgotten to pack. We rushed home where I flung clothes into my purple suitcase: black swimsuits, black skirt, black pants, black…What’s with all this black?

Next-thing-I-know I’m lying in bed. I open my eyes. Somewhat relieved, I look at the clock. It’s 04:00. Dad’s been gone these past thirty years. Gee, I miss him.

*I wrote this shortly after I woke up from this very dream. Wasn’t sure what to call the genre. 😉

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And just a little something extra. 😉 It’s kind of long and has nothing to do with Friday Fictioneers. It’s an interview I did a few months ago with my author friend Diane Yates.

47 comments on “6 June 2025

    • Dear Tracey,

      Last summer, my luggage didn’t make it to Wilmington with me. Fortunately it showed up the next day. Long story. Every have one of those trips where anything that could go wrong did? 😉

      It was bittersweet to wake up from this one. Thank you.

      Shalom,

      Rochelle

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  • this reminds me of a dream i had. my mom and i got off the bus and headed to the transfer station. on the way, she dropped her sweater. when i went back to pick it up, she was gone. i wonder if it has something to do with when she passed away and i wasn’t able to go home in time to attend her funeral.

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  • Oh this was beautiful and sometimes dreams are so real and you let us feel that. I once dreamed of my bf in high school and in the morning I had felt like I had really visited with her. My heart was so full…. and is this maybe just under the “real-life” fiction genre? hmmm

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    • Dear Yvette,

      “Real-Life Fiction”. I like that. I still have dreams of working at Dairy Queen…my first job and have had quite a few of my last job. Those I wake up from with a huge sense of relief. I retired ten years ago and still…

      Thank you so much for your comments.

      Shalom,

      Rochelle

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      • that sounds like a fun first job to have – tasty one – hahah
        and yeah, I know a few folks who have various work dreams (maybe most people have some sort of work dream??) but I do have some now and then too

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  • Dear Rochelle,

    I so love when my dreams are useful as muse such as yours is! What IS with all the black, anyway? And we never stop missing our daddy, do we?

    Shalom and lotsa love in dreams,

    Dale

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  • Rochelle, as someone who travels a lot, this is very relatable. I’ve had tons of dreams where I’m stuck at the airport for some reason or forgot something. Great story and bittersweet ending, remembering her dad.

    Have a great weekend,

    David

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