The Good Memories

Written as part of Friday Fictioneers, which offers the image as inspiration to write a fiction in 100 words (or less) AND B-A-R Wordy Wednesdays which offers the phrase “Make Good Memories” as inspiration for a post. Photo by J Hardy Carroll. Word Count: 100.

The Good Memories

I stood at a corner, looking sadly at my grandpa’s grave.

The friends and relatives who had come to pay their respects were talking among themselves.

“He departed this world without troubling anyone,” said an old man I didn’t know.

“True,” another agreed, “I remember he always smiled. That made me smile too.”

“Grandma told us he was very mischievous as a child,” said Mom, remembering.

No one noticed me. And I couldn’t think of any reason they would. My life so far had been invisible.

“It’s good to make good memories,”

Aunt Sarah opined.

I walked away, agreeing silently.

(© 13th November 2015)


Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

28 thoughts on “The Good Memories”

  1. This seems to be a family member who either is one of those shy people no one notices or is the spirit of a child who watches the family, who has yet to leave completely. This is a good and interesting study of human nature. Well done, Leo. —- Suzanne

  2. Lovely story. I like that it could he interpreted in many ways. It could be an introvert/under achiever who is never given importance. It could also be an emphasis on the fact that we give more importance to the departed than we do to the living ..Good one..keep writing

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