Three Line Tales Week 42
photo by Jace Grandinetti via Unsplash
Hope and Promise
When she was young, life was wide open with soft curves, sweet breezes, and promise. Now she was an old woman and life was small and hard with cold winds, loneliness, and hope. All she had to do was to hold on to the hope, keep going forward to the light, and soon the promise would be hers to keep forever.
Patricia's Place 
I know too many like the person in your tale, and it is sad indeed to end up feeling that way about life. I believe that God intends for us to find meaning, purpose, and joy in life until the very end, in whatever ways that works for us. Part of our responsibility is to reach out to shut ins and provide a little company, such as when you share meals you’ve made with your neighbors. It is true that getting older isn’t easy and presents many challenges, but I totally agree in the hope of what is yet to come when we cross over, and that always sustains me!
As long as we have hope we will have peace and comfort. Though it might be hard at times to remember the promise we have for the future.
Loneliness affects people of all ages, but particularly the elderly. What a sad, yet accurate, description of our aged.
True, loneliness visits all of us from time to time. It is sad when it becomes a permanent part of life no matter the season we are in but especially for the elderly who often can not get out and be with others.
Very true. Thank you for your offering this week 🙂
Yep, I’m old, and I can definitely relate to your TLT.
I am pretty old but my life isn’t like the old woman in the tale…I am blessed with a happy life.
Hey you, it was me I was referring to☺ Seriously though, the last thing I would want to do is offend anyone, and truly, if my comment offended you, then I beg your forgiveness, for that was not my intent. Much respect, and best wishes,
Mick
No, you did not offend me at all! I just saying I am not sad or lonely. Blessings to you, Mick.
Oh, I’m so glad, thank you!
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I like the way you transited from young to old with hopes.. 🙂
Glad you liked it. Thanks for visiting.
Nice short little tale. Well done.
Thank you!
Yes, I think many can relate to this little tale. Well done, indeed.
Though my life is good and warm and filled with friends I can understand the feeling. It saddens me to think of growing old and being alone.
Wow. This is primo! Love it, Patricia. ❤ 🙂
You are so encouraging! Thank you, Tess.
If I can be a little ray of sunshine, that makes my day. You are more than welcome, Patricia. ❤
Love the way you’ve used the photo – a great allegory for the way your character feels. Nicely done
Thanks. The older I get the better I understand this thinking.
Yes, true. Sometimes life feels more like a giant funnel that you’re falling down, all things leading to one inevitable conclusion.
Well, there’s a cheery thought for a Monday morning 🙂
Just remember there is hope. 🙂
Always 🙂
Short and sweet. Good story on hope.
Hope is a good thing. Where would we be without it?!