Writing Prompt: Day 282

282.jpgDay 282 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: Write one character from seven perspectives…today is his/her mother.

Shannon: He’s a good kid. I know he gets into trouble, but he just needs a little more direction. I don’t believe he’s found his passion yet, but once he does I know everyone will see what I see. Even when he was little he just wanted to make people laugh. I know that all this is. I know how sweet he can be.

Erin: There is no love like a mother’s love, but I feel so blessed that my motherly love goes to him. He deserves every bit of it. My boy has the kindest heart, that I wouldn’t believe if I didn’t see it on a daily basis. Even at his worst he was still better than so many at their best, which made up for any of his short comings.

What does mama have to say?

2 thoughts on “Writing Prompt: Day 282

  1. You know… Nikki was dropped at my door by my brother after… What happened to her mom.
    Her mom. Huh. She was such the opposite of a tomboy. She loved putting Nikki in dresses and doing up her hair. She wanted her to meet a nice boy that could take care of her, like her daddy took care of her mom. She wanted her little girl happy.
    If she saw her daughter now, she’d roll in her grave.
    Do you know how hard it was for me, a hardened boxing trainer, to raise a little chem prodigy? I didn’t know half the stuff that came out of her mouth once she found what clicked. She’d sit on the counter while I made us sandwiches, explaining how one thing became another, or this small part of the atom that I barely heard about in school years ago!
    She was such a little spitfire too. Her mother would have either pushed it down, or would have been overwhelmed by it. Nikki pushed for what she wanted and trampled whoever would get in her way with grace.
    And now she’s grown and I don’t know how I’ve managed it. She may not have seen her father much, but her Heavenly Father picked up exactly where he left off. Ever since she was born, really. It’s only through Him that she turned out how she did.
    And for that, I’m eternally grateful.


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