Frozen in Memory
We froze our love in an igloo
Layla and Junior are having a snowball fight in the front yard with some friends in the neighborhood. My wife, Jenny, and I are watching from the porch with our homemade hot chocolates. No one makes them like she does.
School is canceled for the day and everyone is enjoying the snowy weather. Not just because of its beauty, but the way it has the ability to press pause on our daily lives, so we can focus on what’s most important— Family.
I reach for Jenny’s hand, and she grabs my arm and pulls me up onto my feet. She jumps up and down with excitement and says, “Babe, let’s play in the snow! Its been ages since we made a mini igloo together. Pretty please!”
I can’t say no, so we hold hands as we come down from off of the porch and step onto the yard. Jenny goes to retrieve a shovel to gather as much snow as possible.
Piece by piece, I mold the cold, wet snow into blocks and stack them. With the help from our children, we have an igloo that’s move-in ready before dark.
I make Jenny close her eyes even though she has already seen it. I come behind her and cover them to be certain that she’s not peeking. Once I remove my hands, I see the nurse standing in front of me with my medication. “Mr. James, you spaced out for a little bit. Everything ok?”
I sure miss my Jenny…
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Glad I caught this story previously missed and so glad you shared it ☺️
I loved the memory but definitely did not see that end coming!
Jarring end to a sweet memory! Great work!
Oof I did not see this one coming! What a heartbreaking twist. I wonder what happened? I like the contrast of the peaceful family vibe with the hospital solitude right at the end, and this line “Piece by piece, I mold the cold, wet snow into blocks and stack them” is easy to visualise. Well done Real Poetic 👏
Awesome job RP! Congrats on placing in the Snow-Micro Challenge!
Congratulations, you pulled us in with your beautiful story of fun and love then hit us hard with the final act.
Very sad but beautifully written.
Nice.
What a twist. So sad. I was feeling the warmth and the love and then WHAM!
Love the heartbreaking twist ending. Congratulations on your win!
Wooohooooo congratulations on your challenge win! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
This is the best reason to come back here! Hurray!!! Triple Congrats on your win! 🥇 This story was amazing the first time I read it! 💖
Congratulations on your win in the Snow Micro challenge!!!
Super & congratulations on the runner up win!!!♥️♥️💕
Congrats on your win in the Challenge! Somehow I missed this one before. Well done!
Hey there! congrats.
Congratulations 🎉🎈🍾
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Fantastic story, Real Poetic. So creative. Loved it.
Oh, my heart. What a wonderful story.
She means well, but I do believe this nurse just snowed on your parade.
Is it bad that I laughed at the ending? 😅 i certainly wasn't expecting that twist though. Loved your story!
Fantastic writing. Such a captivating story.
Very sweet, nice imagery