White Gown
“It’s time,” the woman said in a detached but pleasant voice.
“I’m ready,” came the reply.
Her long, white gown gently brushed the floor as she stood and readied herself to go. It took quite a while for her to accept the proposal, but in the end acceptance was the only option. She had to acknowledge she had done a lot of things in her life. She had no regrets. Maybe one regret, but she didn’t want to think about that now. She’d have to be satisfied with her choices.
She’d had good, stable parents who valued education on many levels both formal and informal. They passed on to her values like compassion and integrity, but also taught her to fight for the things in which she believed. She used these valuable tools in her personal and professional life.
She’d had good, supportive friends and believed she was a good friend as well. Her best friend, who had been her friend since grade school, was here with her now as she prepared for this next milestone.
She’d had a wonderful husband who gave her two children, a boy and a girl, a rich man’s family they called it. Her husband had left this earth a few years ago. Her children, both married, had brought her much joy and five grandchildren.
Yes, she had led a wonderful, full life.
“Take my hand,” said the angel in a calm, soothing voice.
She wasn’t afraid. She was ready. She reached for the outstretched hand and walked into the bright, soothing light.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleHello, Brinda! This was such an interesting point of view for a story 🙂 I think maybe I would have liked to enter your protagonist’s head just a little more, but I know the word restrictions can be really hard. I definitely struggled with that myself. Thank you for sharing this story!
Thanks for reading and commenting. I’m new to flash fiction so I appreciate the feedback.
Welcome to voice club, Brinda. Your story is interesting. You have clearly expressed how important acceptance, happiness, and contentment are in our lives. Especially, to easily accept the time of our departure from the mundane world and reach out and hold the hand of an angel towards the other world full of light. Well done.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThank you. I appreciate the comment.
You’re welcome, Brinda.
Welcome to Voice.Club Brinda! How exciting that so many new writers have joined! What a surprise that your protagonist was not actually getting married.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThanks. I’m enjoying being part of the community and hopefully getting better at this flash fiction.
Great story. I did not expect the ending. Also, I want to know: what was that one regret?!
Thanks. I don’t know either, but I figure you can’t get through an entire life with no regrets.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleHi Brinda – Welcome to the Voice Club!
You said above:
I tend to agree with you on that, only excluding a few rare, extremely exceptional people!
True and thanks for reading and commenting.