Shirley Belk
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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 :)
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A Minor Inconvenience. Top Story - September 2024.
Destinations and the reasons for them differ immeasurably. But plans of how people arrive to them are mostly made because of financial means. But not always. Sometimes it can be for convenience, time restraint, or even aerophobia/ fear of flying. For whatever the reason, Janie found herself travelling on the same Greyhound bus ride that night as the two elderly women she watched from the seat she had taken behind theirs. They looked to both be grandmothers.
By Shirley Belk2 years ago in Psyche
I Just Came for the Coffee
I had time to waste in between my lectures. I wanted to get off campus and find a nook where I could relax. I thought it was a good idea. I needed a quick pick me up and a good cup of strong coffee with lots of sugar seemed to be calling my name. I'm sure you've probably been to such a well-known local establishment where you over-pay to enjoy an entitled swirl, too?
By Shirley Belk2 years ago in Psyche
Stuffing It
My alarm went off at 8am. I would have continued sleeping, but there were three pressing issues to attend to. First, I would remind my son to get up for his workday. He's grown and I only do this as a safeguard for him as a courtesy to his efforts. I don't mind. If anyone wants to better themselves and their family, I'm all for that.
By Shirley Belk2 years ago in Psyche
No I's allowed
Our expert/master apparel used to have bold colors and a rhythm that marked our own style. We could be both neat and show care. Maybe even better care because we seemed to be a happy lot back then. Women had overcome much of the bondage of the past. The 1980's! A new era...
By Shirley Belk2 years ago in History
Midsummer's Matriarch
The matriarch of this Jasminian* (daughters of the original Jasmine from the Seven Daughters of Eve) clan was turning seventy on the day of the Solstice. It was going to be a huge event for their family, but only their women had been invited or called forth. It was more than a birthday celebration or even a Midsummer's festival. It would be a bonding.
By Shirley Belk2 years ago in Fiction
A Bridge Among the Flowers. Top Story - June 2024.
To my dear and beautiful granddaughter, I've needed to write this letter to you for a long time now. I just didn't have the words. I'm not sure if I even do now. But this is my feeble attempt. Forgive me if I don't use the proper pronoun or gender when I am referring to the "you" that I know and love. I'm new at this and still very confused in my "Boomer-ness." I think you already know that I am having a difficult time wrapping my head around these concepts. But it doesn't minimize my love and adoration for you.
By Shirley Belk2 years ago in Pride
