Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for her amazing commitment to Friday Fictioneers each week. Visit her blog, Addicted to Purple, to join the fun and/or read the other stories. Fictioneers are encouraged to write a 100 word story, with a beginning, middle and end. Thank you to B. W. Beacham, for this week’s photo. I love Janet Webb’s thoughtful new clip art of the “the Rules.”
I try to read most of the stories each week, and apologize if I’ve missed yours. I’ve been traveling for family happenings and have not been as able to keep all the balls in the air. I am grateful to everyone who stops by Tales From the Motherland; I always welcome constructive feedback.
“The sea gives us food and sustains us, but it is not our friend.”
Isamu’s gaze was calm, as he held his daughter’s small hand.
“Your mother loved the sea…”
Aiko stood near the waves and laughed as the sand buried her feet.
“Did Okaasan love the sea more than us, Chichi?”
“Your mother loved you most of all, sweet girl.”
“Then why did she choose the sea?”
Aiko’s curious eyes searched her father’s sad face.
“The sea is not our friend. It is greedy and hungry… the sea chose your mother, she did not choose it.”
In remembrance of the estimated 18,000 people who lost their lives in the March 11, 2011 Japan earthquake and tsunami– יכול הזכרון שלהם להיות ברכה May their memory be a blessing. This year was the third anniversary.
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