Sugar on the Bee/Last Letter to a Beloved Daughter

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Photo prompt ©Bjӧrn Rudberg

Lately I have to physically stop people bumping into me. It’s true. When a woman loses pigment and elasticity the wide world and all his crazy servants become blind to her body and deaf to her mind.

I hope you understand. You see, this sign is not a warning. It’s an invitation just for me. And I have accepted. I am ready to find out what’s next.

I promise that your brilliant blue-topaz eyes will still see the very sequins of me bedazzling our precious patch of velvet sky. My love for you is immortal.

Please don’t be cross.

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56 thoughts on “Sugar on the Bee/Last Letter to a Beloved Daughter

  1. I had to read this a few times and still sense that I am missing stuff – but that is a good thing – 🙂 at least I think so.

    anyhow, what I did pick up on was a sense of natural aging and healthy embracing of this – with “wellness” at the core of the outlook.

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  2. Absolutely. This morning the news reported a Dignitas-type place opening in the Channel Islands then somebody walked straight into me in the street and I knitted the two ideas into the story.

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  3. Ah, how I understand well the super power of the mature lady – invisibility. We don’t need fancy cloaks and potions, just laughter lines and a smattering of grey hair and voila! Invisible to all but those that know us well.
    I hope her daughter can understand her decision and let her go with love. It’s hard, but we all get to a point when we think ‘enough’s enough.’ Sadly, many of us live past this point. Lyrical story Jilly

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  4. Dear Jill,

    I read your reply to the first comment and am happy to say I got it. How sad that when the hair goes gray, people seem to think the mind’s gone blank. Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  5. Hoo boy. I’m old enough to identify with “When a woman loses pigment and elasticity the wide world and all his crazy servants become blind to her body and deaf to her mind.”

    Fortunately for me, my work actually honors my grey hair and my years. People tend to think I know what I’m doing because I’m old. Been around the block a few time 🙂

    This is really a thought-provoking piece. Well done.

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    1. Thank you so much. It seems to be you are definitely in the right job and I bet you do know what you’re doing. I reckon I’ve been around that block a good few times myself! I appreciate your comments and how you “got” that opening phrase. At first I was only going to refer to blindness then I thought about it and wrote the deaf phrase as well.

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  6. The comments helped me to comprehend this piece. The issue is a conundrum of ethical, social and cultural values – yet I believe that the right to death is simply a corollary of right to live. An introspective read.

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  7. ‘I promise that your brilliant blue-topaz eyes will still see the very sequins of me bedazzling our precious patch of velvet sky.’ Loved this line.
    I wonder what is her relationship like with her daughter, and how her daughter would react when she reads this letter.
    Wonderfully written, Jilly. It’s such a pleasure reading your Friday fiction.
    Have a lovely weekend!

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