This is my response to Mag 30 visual prompt at Magpie Tales.
will it rot or not
That’s how I’m feeling about my life right now. I took my bite. So what. I wait for my mother to let go of a life no longer worth living and my son to find a life worth living with passion. And I wonder if my life has been worth living. Will the apple rot or finished being consumed with relish. And does the larger menu matter any more. These are questions that I ask as statements. Maybe the core of this metaphor is that I just don’t know anymore. As Eve found out, sometimes one bite is all you get before being tossed out of Eden.
Very good words that are pertinent to my mindset this week. I just don’t know and I think I got tossed out of Eden long ago.
If nothing else, our little man should point to a life worth living. W/o u there’d have been no me. W/o me , no little man. And he is awfully glad u are here.