Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Condolences From a Stranger

Another 100 word story.

A coworker who I have little contact with lost a family member, and they asked me to write something and to work their shift (overnight), I spent the day thinking of what to put other than condolences and religious references.  I just lost someone important, and I tried to put it into something that didn't sound selfish, but there really is no way to put it into words other than giving them time to grieve and work it out for themselves to a point of normalcy.


*picture is originally from http://www.thisiscolossal.com/2013/11/surreal-photo-manipulations-by-caras-ionut/

03/19/2014 (Wednesday)- Condolences From a Stranger

     What do you know about Death? they asked me over table top medications and intravenous narcotics.  Could you write about it?

     “I’m not sure what you mean,” I replied, crossing off discontinued patients who have left the hospital in one of two ways.  

     We want you to write in a card.  

     “Oh.  I’m not sure—”

     We heard you had a way with words.  

     “—they escape me and—”

     Do you mind writing in the card?

     “—I don’t know them.”

     They left the card open, blank, waiting for condolences and comfort—escaped words from a stranger.

     “When Flowers wither, Trees bear fruit.