Written for Six Sentence Story
where the prompt word is “present”

When little Summer was just a few days old, her mother Laura started the tradition of sitting with her in the nursery to read stories before bed; in the corner of the nursery was an old floor lamp that used to belong to Laura’s grandparents, Momma and Poppy, and it filled the nursery with a soft, soothing glow.
As a little girl, Laura spent a lot of time with Momma and Poppy and the three of them developed a deep and loving bond so when Momma and Poppy passed away, the one thing Laura asked for was the floor lamp which was in the bedroom of their house where little Laura napped; now, each night Laura would tell baby Summer all about her beloved Momma and Poppy.
This one particular night as Laura and Summer were sitting in the nursery, the glow from the floor lamp caught the baby’s attention and she was captivated by it, something Laura thought was a sweet connection, especially since the lamp originally belonged to Momma and Poppy, Summer’s great-grandparents, but then Laura noticed a pattern developing, a pattern that would repeat two or three times most nights at Summer’s bedtime where the baby would gaze calmly and quietly at the lamp, then slowly begin to coo, gurgle and giggle for a few minutes before becoming animated – smiling, eyes glowing, arms waving, laughing and babbling loudly – then back again to quietness but still very much attracted to and aware of the lamp …. even when the floor lamp was off, Summer was attracted to it.
One afternoon when Summer was around 3 years old, Laura heard her talking and laughing, just like she did when playing with her stuffed animals, and when Laura peeked into Summer’s room expecting to find her little girl on the bed, she was surprised to see her in the big over-stuffed chair where Laura read bedtime stories; the floor lamp was lit and Summer appeared to be having a happy and lively conversation – not with her stuffed animals but with the lamp.
When Laura asked Summer who she was so happily talking to, the little girl was quick to reply “Momma and Poppy, of course; can’t you see them, Mommy?”
Laura caught her breath for a moment but she was not completely shocked for she knew Momma and Poppy’s lamp was special – the very reason Laura wanted it in her own home, but she didn’t realize how special it was; Laura never tried to stop Summer from talking to the lamp for she truly believed the spirits of Momma and Poppy were present and Summer’s conversations with them were real …. and who are we to say they weren’t. 🪽
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This is “Guardian Angels” performed by John McLaughlin, Larry Coryell and Paco De Lucia
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Physical death is not the end and sometimes children know things.
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This particular child is extremely intuitive.
Thanks, Mimi.
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A tender tale indeed.
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Thank you, dear Keith.
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Our lives do not end at dead. May Summer be talking to her grandparents.
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I do believe she is. Thanks Frank.
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How lovely… and it’s true!
Love the song too.
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One of those amazing and unexplained gifts in life.
Thanks so much, Chris!
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Despite the cultural (which is to say, almost universal) predisposition to making ghost stories scary, this has the charm that tells us why this is so.
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Total unspookiness in this one, Clark. Just other-worldly gifts.
Thanks!
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Exactly, Nancy. Who are we to say. Very cool story.
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Thank you, Denise!
I was hoping you’d see it that way!
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Thanks for sharing Coryell, McLaughlin, and de Lucia! Great to hear them together!
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My pleasure, John. They’ve got a great sound going!
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This life is full of great mysteries. One of them beautifully illustrated by you! Wonderful storytelling, Nancy. ✨
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One of the things I have learned during this recent mourning process is that there are gifts in grief; I wish I had heard that phrase earlier in life but I’m happy that I know it now. There are wondrous gifts of healing waiting for us. All we have to do is be open to them.
Thank you for sharing your very kind and gracious thoughts today, Michele. 🕊️
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You’re very welcome, writer Nancy. I learned that truth after losing my father in 2019. 💞🙏🏻🕊️
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It’s a continual process.
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Sure is. The learning and the grief comes in waves.
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I love this, Nancy!!
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Thank you, Keith! Strange things we cannot begin to explain!
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Indeed
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Lovely story Nancy
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Thank you, Glyn. Glad to know you liked this one.
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Very sweet. They are among us….
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They are and we would be foolish to think it’s not possible.
Thanks, Dylan!
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You are welcome Nancy. I swear they are watching over loved ones.
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Without a doubt!
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You are a very gifted writer Nancy to be able to create this wonderful story which resonates with everyone. Great post.
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Thank you for your lovely comments today, Jim. I am touched by your words.
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A lovely story, Nancy. All the more so as I bet there are many such lamps (or other items) in homes with special powers like this one.
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Thank you, Dale. I’ve been around long enough not to question the possibility of anything. There are mysteries we can’t even begin to comprehend.
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Exackery!!
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Love this one! Beautifully crafted, and you gave me goosebumps, always a good sign.
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Goosies are always a bonus and I’m happy to share!
Delighted to know you enjoyed this one, D.
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So sweet to know that their essence was preserved for baby Summer to witness. Wonderful story , Nancy. 💕
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Their essence was preserved. What a lovely description, Grace!
Thank you for sharing your thoughts with me. 🩶🕊️
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Truly a pleasure, Nancy 💕
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Wait, this is fiction, right, Nancy?
~David
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It’s stranger than fiction, David. It’s fact!
(This is about a family member who asked me to changed her name and the name of her baby.)
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Wow 😲
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A beautiful story Nancy 💜
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Thank you, Willow.
I’ve seen that lamp many times while growing up but it never struck me as anything but an ordinary lamp. As far as I know, it’s still in the family.
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Syill a lovely story 💜💜
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Aww, such a heartwarming story Nancy
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I’m glad you enjoyed it, Sadje. I don’t recall there being anything special about the lamp but Summer certainly had a connection to it.
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How amazing.
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Lovely…the connection is real.
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Thanks so much, Vee.
The story is real, too. I was asked to change the names but the events are real.
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Wow.
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