For Michael’s challenge this week:
In most places around the world at present we are living, in one form or another, a life of social distancing or social isolating.
This week compose a story/poem that deals with the notion of confinement.
In the early days of their marriage everything was great. They both had good jobs, could afford a decent car each, foreign holidays, had a lovely home with all mod cons and a few extra gadgets to impress their friends.
When the baby came along, they were excited new parents, unable to believe they had created this beautiful human being out of their love.
Sleepless nights, frustrations about the physical side of their relationship, or lack of it, reduced income and not being able to socialise as often as they had, things changed, as did they.
Purely by chance he was offered a new job and although it was more money, it meant shift work.
It worked perfectly as she could get the baby into a routine without having to worry about him, and he could relax when he came home as baby and wife were asleep. He didn’t even mind sleeping in the spare room.
Then he had the accident and was confined to a wheelchair.
They had to sell the cars and house, their lifestyle completely altered and they suffered a drastic reduction in income. They lost their friends and she had to go back to work leaving him to run the home and look after their child.
It was a difficult time, but somehow they managed to get through it. Each found an inner strength they didn’t know they possessed and accepted the reversal of roles. They made new friends, people who accepted them as they were, not chancers who took everything and gave little in return.
Sometimes, albeit few, they thought back to the days before everything was turned on its head, but both agreed they would not change what they had now. There was more to life than the material trimmings.