Shirley Belk
Bio
Mother, Nana, Sister, Cousin, & Aunt who recently retired. RN (Nursing Instructor) who loves to write stories to heal herself and reflect on all the silver linings she has been blessed with
Stories (148/0)
Confused on National Apricot Day (January 9th)
Wow! I never knew there was a National Apricot Day. Did you? But apparently, there is. Sadly...apricots also have to vie for their day in the spotlight, along with hot air balloons, shopping for travel, static electricity, and law enforcement. I kid you not! Open this link to find out more or to get a prompt for writing:
By Shirley Belk4 months ago in Feast
January 7th: Celebrate Bobblehead Day
Way back in 1964, there was an invasion by the Brits! Well, at least four of them. These invaders had long hair and all the old timers were having a hard time with that. It was about the same time they were having a bad time with their own: American Elvis and his gyrating hips. Sorry, it would be long hair in and crewcuts out from now on. The Beatles would not be stopped!
By Shirley Belk4 months ago in Poets
Hi Vocal !
I joined Vocal in July 2020. That's when I knew I would soon be retiring and would have extra time. Writing was something I really enjoyed in high school and in college. It was just on the backburner for me while my life took twists and turns. I wish that I had done more journaling in hindsight, but I took mental snapshots of memories along the way. Most of my writing reflects those snapshots. I suppose you could call the 93 stories I see that I have published here, my photo album.
By Shirley Belk4 months ago in Motivation
(World Day of War Orphans) Write a story about a child orphaned by war.
I'll be honest. This prompt greatly conflicted me. First of all, I had no idea there was such a day alloted for orphan awareness. Secondly, I had never imagined that, in our world, the number of children that were collaterally damaged by war was so vast. I didn't know whether to be ashamed of my ignorance or angry; because now, with this knowledge, my innocence would be forever lost. My soul would demand that I learn more, pray more, do something, even ever so small.
By Shirley Belk4 months ago in Poets
Next Year's Christmas Presents
It was the first weekend after New Years Day celebrations had passed, and as per her tradition, Janette began taking the decorations down to be packed and stored. But it was a little different this year and it was going to very different for her family next year.
By Shirley Belk4 months ago in Fiction
Remembering My Mama
Dear Mama, Because you were born on January 3, 1929, I have decided to remember you especially on this day: J jacks you taught me how to play that game, and when I was older, you taught me canasta. You had a special way of shuffling those two decks of cards. In my mind, I can still see your hands doing that.
By Shirley Belk4 months ago in Poets
Sharing The World Introvert Day with my Sister, the Extravert
The second day of January always belongs to my sister, Kitty. She was born on that day, so I must celebrate the world's day set aside for introverts with her! She is the furthest creature from an introvert that could ever be. That is my role. So, the sharing is perfect. I will have to share an imaginary day with her because, you see...we live in two different worlds, it seems.
By Shirley Belk4 months ago in Poets