Hire
Writers
Editors
Home Tour About Read What's New Help Forums Join
My Account Login
Shop
Save
Support
E
Book
Store
Learn
About
Jesus
  



The HOME for Christian writers! The Home for Christian Writers!
The Official Writing Challenge

BACK TO
CHALLENGE
MAIN

INSTRUCTIONS

how it works
submission rules
guidelines for
choosing a level

ENTRIES

submit your entry
read current entries
read past entries
challenge winners



Our Daily Devotional HERE
Place it on your site or
receive it daily by email.





TRUST JESUS TODAY

TRY THE TEST



Share
how it works   Submit

Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: The Family Reunion (06/05/08)

TITLE: Slideshow of Memories
By Tessy Fuller
06/11/08


 LEAVE COMMENT ON ARTICLE
 SEND A PRIVATE COMMENT
 ADD TO MY FAVORITES

As she drove the last few miles to her destination Sarahís thoughts turned into a slideshow of memories.

A snap shot of a burly man in a plain white shirt showcasing bright red suspenders dissolved into her pupils. Each year a secret meeting of the cousinhood would gather behind the shelter house scheming against Uncle Stu. An elaborate plan was sketched out on the backs of several white paper napkins. The mission each year was to capture Uncle Stuís hat. The goal was to get the hat to the top of the highest tree in the park. Some how each year Uncle Stu was always fooled by our antics to distract him and the hat was successfully swiped from his balding head.

Sarah reached down to get the last sip of her diet coke and caught a glimpse of herself smiling at the fond memory.

The mirage of one baldhead merged into another as she saw the crooked smile of her Grandpa Johnnie. Grandpa Johnnie was the only adult who had the power to bring the childhood shenanigans under wraps. Sarah recalled sitting around the faded recliner straining to hear every detail. Grandpa had a way of spellbinding curious minds with tales of the good olí days. Sarah wondered if he would be there, if Aunt Carol would bring him from the nursing home.

Aunt Carol had the biggest heart of anyone Sarah knew. The smell of freshly baked apple pie seemed to winnow from the air conditioning vents as Sarah pictured her adorned in her apple-patterned apron buzzing through the kitchen. Aunt Carol had an extraordinary gift of making sure you knew you were important. If any other adult happened to be milling in the kitchen, anyone under 3 foot tall would be quickly shooed away. Aunt Carol was different. Sarah remembered the many times she was encouraged to pull up a chair and deemed the official taste-tester.

Sarah glanced at the digital numbers on the console. Even with the road construction she had driven through she was still making good time.

It had been several years since Sarah had seen her cousins from the coast. Her mom had told her they would be flying in as she tried to convince Sarah to return. Sarah didnít need to be convinced. Her mother didnít realize how much she missed seeing the extended family. Sarah put on her turning signal when she spotted the sign for the Lone Tree exit. Nervously she tapped on the steering wheel as she drove through the familiar streets. Would she even recognize Nicole? Would Nicole recognize her? She glanced down at her waist and sighed at the wrinkles furrowing her brow as she took a quick glimpse of herself in the rearview mirror. Would they even have anything to talk about? The grapevine had harvested that Nicole was married and had two boys. Sarah glanced at her bare ring finger. Her years of medical school seemed to pale in the comparison to being a mother. Would Nicole remember the time they had pricked each otherís fingers, joining them together in a courageous pledge to always stick by each otherís side?

Sarah recognized her motherís car as she pulled up. She took one last look in the mirror and reminded herself to remember why she was here. Today wasnít about Nicole and the fleet of other relatives she hadnít seen in ages. Today was a day to celebrate a life that was well lived in a pair of red suspenders. Sarah thought of her Uncle Stu and smiled. As she walked past Hutton and McElwain Funeral Home sign her heart was tinged with chords of sadness. When had their family reunions turned into funerals?


The opinions expressed by authors may not necessarily reflect the opinion of FaithWriters.com.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be right now. CLICK HERE

JOIN US at FaithWriters for Free. Grow as a Writer and Spread the Gospel.


This article has been read 477 times
Member Comments
Member Date
Sara Harricharan 06/12/08
Oh my, I was starting to think that it was a reunion, since it hinted at the beginning that it was probably a funeral-but it fits just right! I know how it is to meet the whole family---only at a funeral. Good job-this is very realistic! ^_^
Yvette Roelofse06/14/08
Beautifully written. I loved your transitions from one relative to the other, and how you circled back to Uncle Stu in the end. Very good plotting.
Allan Morelos06/17/08
I like your title. I like the way you develop your plot. Good job!
Catrina Bradley 06/17/08
Oooh, I like! Great flow to the memories, and a very poignant ending. Super job!
Chely Roach06/17/08
This was very sweet. I loved the mission to swipe Uncle Stu's hat...I was hooked at that line. Great job bringing it all back to the present with a little twist. Well done!
Pamela Kliewer06/18/08
I was not expecting that ending. I really felt her pain when 'comparing herself' with Nicole. Well done. You drew me in from the beginning.
Debbie Wistrom06/18/08
This flowed smooth and I'd like to rad more about this family. I bet there are more Uncle Stu stories.....keep writing.
Helen Dowd 06/18/08
"When had their family reunions turned into funerals?"...What a super ending, and what a super beginning! You are in the BEGINNER category. In my opinion you should be advanced...Your story was so well fitted in between the mental pictures of times past to the present sad-happy memory of a favorite uncle...You painted so many mental pictures of the activities of your family. I couldn't wait until your car pulled up to the door...and then the twist--the sight of the funeral home. But it wasn't a sad sight. It brought back great memories for you..VERY good...Helen
Deborah Engle 06/19/08
Interesting story. I didn't catch the twist until the end, but that's just like me. You did a great job.
Tim Pickl07/26/08
My mom always says, "The family gets togteher for 2 reasons, for weddings and funerals." She prefers weddings. This is a realistic portrayal!
+++
You have a God-given gift!
Check it out:
http://www.faithwriters.com/article-details.php?id=84043