Prompt/Challenge Response · Self · Slice of Life

Day 1

On the first day of the new year, she went to church and lit a candle.

She wasn’t religious, but there was something about holy places that called out to her. It didn’t matter which one; all she needed was a place to commune in silence with the universe.

That morning, she talked about gratitude. She counted her blessings – quite literally, in fact. She made it to 83 before she got sidetracked by a cute guy.

Then she made a wish. She always did, at the beginning of a new year. It was such a vain thing, wishing. Wishing and dreaming when the real world and the so-called “real life” was dark and unforgiving.

But she didn’t have to be.

via Daily Prompt: Hopeful

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.


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