For this year’s A to Z Challenge I’m going to attempt to post an old saying or adage each day of the month of April (except for Sundays). I’m going through the alphabet, with the first letter of the adage beginning with the first letter of the alphabet (A) and continuing for 26 adages in alphabetical order until I get through the entire alphabet by April 30 — from A to Z.
I don’t know if it can be done, but I’m going to give it the old college try. Here’s my April 14th adage and it starts with the letter L.
Life is ten percent what happens to you and ninety percent how you respond to it.
Staying at home living the life.
Written for Shweta Suresh’s Saturday Six Word Story Prompt. This week’s prompt word is “life.” Please go check out her blog.
Life itself is transitory
It doesn’t last forever
For some it’s relatively short
Others are blessed with longevity
I’ve been around for seven decades
And I don’t know
How much longer I have
But I do know
The end of life is inevitable
I don’t often think about that end
But when I do
I don’t want to suffer
I hope it comes peacefully
While I’m asleep in bed
In the middle of a pleasant dream
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where we are challenged to write a poem or piece of prose using the word “longevity” in exactly 76 words.
“At first we want life to be romantic; later, to be bearable; finally, to be understandable.”
American poet Louise Bogan
Personally, I was never a romantic type and I never felt that life was unbearable. But I have always sought to try to understand what my life is all about. And I have yet to find the answer.
What about you?
Written for today’s One-Liner Wednesday prompt from Linda G. Hill. Photo credit: Greg Rakozy at Unsplash.com
How am I supposed to see your incredible beauty due to my swiftly failing vision?
How am I supposed to hear your words of endearment due to my swiftly failing hearing?
How am I supposed to recall our wonderful times together due to my swiftly failing memory?
How am I supposed to give you everything you deserve due to my swiftly failing health?
How am I supposed to leave you all alone in the world due to my swiftly failing life?
Written for this week’s Tuesday Writing Prompts Challenge, where the prompt is to write a piece of prose or poetry with the phrase “swiftly failing memory” in it.