#WeekendCoffeeShare, Non-Fiction, Prompt

January 2023 Weekend Coffee Share #101

Natalie’s Guidelines and newest post is here.

Coffee, Pen, Notebook, Caffeine, Cup
Picture compliments of Pixabay.com

Thanks to Natalie, the Explorer, for hosting this prompt.

Grab a chair and something to drink. If you were here, I would tell you that things have been a little rough still. Still no heat or hot water most days. We shouldn’t have to live this way.

I haven’t written much in the last 3 weeks. Actually, I haven’t written anything at all. Bad time of year for me, but I did get to see my son and partner, and it has been about a year since the last time I saw them. I got to see most of my family at some point during those couple of weeks around Christmas and New Year’s.

The facility is filling up fast now. And they aren’t hiring new help to keep up with it, and the help keeps quitting. I get my bedtime medicines very late, and it takes about an hour to take all the treatments and meds. I am exhausted. Plus, the medicines make me drowsy, so I am tired all day. We are losing all of our old nurses, and these new nurses don’t know what they are doing. This place has me stressed out. I keep running out of meds, and they just blame the pharmacy, but we are stuck with this pharmacy.

Our dining room is supposed to be two shifts when full, but it can barely hold a third of us now. I don’t know what they plan on doing once we are full at 150 plus. Most people have walkers or wheelchairs and need them, so there is no place to park them now. What happens once we are full? Things were not thought out, and they had a whole year while I waited for them to open to be working on this, and instead, they waited until the last minute.

I was supposed to have my room cleaned today, but that didn’t happen. If it did, it was while I was out, and they didn’t empty the trash. I hate to have to complain about this to management, but sometimes it gets to the point that I have no choice but to complain. The thing is, it doesn’t really help. I am stuck here as there is nowhere else I can go. The thought of living here long term is not a happy one, and by the time I need long-term nursing care in a nursing home, it will only be worse. Most people don’t have to worry about nursing homes and assisted living until they are at least in their mid 70s and older, but I am just 66 and already stuck in this rut.

Have a great week, everyone. Happy New Year.

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website – http://www.tessadeanauthor.wordpress.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.wordpress.com

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#writephoto, Fiction, Photo Prompt, Prompt

#WRITEPHOTO – Glimpse

K L Caley’s Rules

Glimpse – Image by KL Caley

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a frosted window, through which you can see a family table and festive decorations.

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Christmas Eve Dinner

By Tessa Dean December 2022

Little Johnny stood outside the window peering in at a Christmas feast for Christmas Eve. Tears ran down his cheeks as he beheld the feast before him. This was his first Christmas without a feast of his own, as his family had all died in a car accident the day before. 

He hadn’t been with them as he had been playing with his friend, Mark, and came home to find the cops at his house. They were looking for him from what they were saying, but no one knew where he was, and he kept it that way. He didn’t want to go to a group home or be put with another family. 

He put his head down on the window sill and dreamed of Christmases past. They always celebrated this way too. He fell asleep, and the tears froze on his cheeks. 

“Son? Hey sonny,” the old man said. “Do you want to come in and join us? You look frozen. What are you doing out here? Are you the little boy they are searching for?”

He tried to run, but the man had a grip on him. The man urged him to come inside and eat. He would deal with the boy later. 

Johnny relaxed at the man’s kind words and went inside to join the feast. “Johnny, what are you doing here? We heard about your family and are so sorry. Here, sit by the fire and get warm. We’ll talk to child protective services after dinner, but for now, you are welcome to eat and get warm,” his friend’s mother said after seeing who her dad had brought in. They had all seen the child outside the window. 

As promised, they called child protective services after dinner. Since there was no room anywhere for another child, Mark’s parents offered to let him stay there with them indefinitely. They talked late into the night after the boys went to bed, and they were willing to adopt Johnny into their family. He was a well-behaved boy, and Mark absolutely loved him. Plans were put into action to start the proceedings for permanent placement. Right now, he at least had a home. They arranged to try and find Johnny’s gifts from his home so he would have something from Santa in the morning. Nothing would replace his family, but they would do their best to make his Christmas as special as possible. The police took the parents over to Johnny’s home, and along with Child Protective Services, they searched for his gifts. They found a few things for the child but not much for any of his brothers and sister either. Johnny’s family was poor, so they hustled to a 24-hour store, bought some stuff, wrapped it, and put it under the tree so he would have gifts in the morning.

Eventually, the adoption went through, and Johnny was permanently settled into his new home with understanding parents that loved him as much as their own children.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website – http://www.tessadeanauthor.wordpress.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.wordpress.com

#weeklysmile, Non-Fiction, Prompt

The Weekly Smile for the 19th of December #weeklysmile


Trent’s Rules

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My smile:

My smile this week is that I just found out my son is coming to visit from SC to NJ on the 29th.

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website – http://www.tessadeanauthor.wordpress.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.wordpress.com

#YDWordPrompt, Non-Fiction, Prompt

Extravagant – Your Daily Word Prompt

Rules for One Daily Prompt:

Your word for the day is EXTRAVAGANT!

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My parents couldn’t afford an extravagant Christmas as all of our friends had. We were upset every year as we got simple and inexpensive gifts such as pencils, markers, or paper pads. My parents couldn’t afford to live in this town as the cheapest houses, for the most part, were well over several hundred thousand dollars, and numerous mansions went for millions. My parents felt lucky to find a run-down home to rent with the option to buy, which eventually they did, and every year we went through our friends showing off their extravagant gifts for Christmas and rubbing it in. Such nice friends we had. Kids can be mean.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website – http://www.tessadeanauthor.wordpress.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.wordpress.com

Fiction, Prompt, Word of the Day Challenge

Gnome – Word of the Day Challenge

Rules for the Word of the Day Challenge:

Today’s word of the day is GNOME.

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Every house on our street had one of those ugly gnomes. We decided to be different and put our last name on our gnome with our house number. We had to search for a gnome that had a clear, flat surface to paint on.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website – http://www.tessadeanauthor.wordpress.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.wordpress.com

#threethingschallenge, Fiction, Prompt

Three Things Challenge #M180

Prompt Rules

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Your three words today are:
HOMAGE
LAZY
NUTS

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Carnival

By Tessa Dean December 2022

Jackie stopped her car and got out at the park that was the entrance to a large forest. Most people used the park but avoided the forest because they preferred being in the sun rather than in the dark forest. It was part of the national park, and although people thought she was nuts for preferring the forest’s darkness, she hated the sun and did not pay homage to it at all. She preferred to be lazy and find a nice shady spot that didn’t let the sun in so she could enjoy the cool darkness and be left alone, whether it was reading or her own thoughts. She rarely took anyone with her since she preferred her own company.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website – http://www.tessadeanauthor.wordpress.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.wordpress.com

Fiction, Prompt, Word of the Day Challenge

Icicle – Word of the Day Challenge

Rules for the Word of the Day Challenge:

Today’s word of the day is ICICLE.

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As the day wore on and the sun shone on the gutters, the icicles got longer and longer in length. Aggie was afraid that their weight would pull the gutters off the roof. She tried to pull down the ones hanging over her doorway because she feared their weight would pull them down and hurt someone. She got out her hairdryer and extension cord and aimed the heat on the icicles so they would melt and come off before someone did get hurt. It happened to her neighbor last year, and the person who was hit by the icicle sued her for reckless endangerment. That was the last thing she needed.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website – http://www.tessadeanauthor.wordpress.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.wordpress.com

Fiction, Prompt, Weekend Writing Prompt

Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt #290 – Perpetual

Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt Rules:

The Forest

By Tessa Dean December 2022

Jason and Janet wandered through the forest that was in perpetual darkness due to the large, thick growth of trees. Most people avoided this part of the forest as they preferred just occasional shade from the sun, not an area that was in constant darkness. Jason and Janet enjoyed strolling down the paths and settling down in peaceful quiet for a picnic on a hot day. No one seems to want to stroll these paths as much as a path with sunshine also available.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website – http://www.tessadeanauthor.wordpress.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.wordpress.com

#YDWordPrompt, Fiction, Prompt

Grab – Your Daily Word Prompt

Rules for One Daily Prompt:

Your word for the day is GRAB!

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The guard was supposed to stop people from grabbing the gift boxes on display. One little boy outsmarted everyone by crawling through their legs and grabbing a box, sitting on the floor, and unwrapping it. He started crying when he realized it was a fake gift.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website – http://www.tessadeanauthor.wordpress.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.wordpress.com

#threethingschallenge, Fiction, Prompt

Three Things Challenge #M179

Prompt Rules

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Your final three words for this week are:
THOUGHT
DUNK
POT

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Carnival

By Tessa Dean December 2022

The carnival had a dunk tank, and the town’s mayor was one of the people waiting to be dunked. Everyone had missed so far, so he thought he was safe from a dunking. However, a teenager high on pot fired a shot and dunked the mayor. The mayor climbed out, spitting out water and rubbing the water out of his eyes. He knew that kid. He was a local troublemaker.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website – http://www.tessadeanauthor.wordpress.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.wordpress.com