She’d been in a corner of the room since her admission to the nursing home. On her left, a curtain and her right, a wall made her feel secure. The window let her see the sky with all its brilliant colors. She’d watch birds and feral cats all day. Then one day they moved her to the other side.
Not a comfy space. She felt thoroughly exposed. Could no longer see the sky. On the third day, she shifted forward in her bed and realized she saw the building’s exit door. Smiling, she knew that was her next move!
©2019 Annette Rochelle Aben
Annette Rochelle Aben 
I like that!
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Thank you!
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I love that feeling of impending freedom!
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Me too! 🙂
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‘Then one day they moved to the other side’ – love that line. Great words all over ~ George
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Thank you, George! 🙂
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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Well done… It’s amazing how a window to the world will lift the spirits in a confined situation. Everyone needs a window.
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You got that right!
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I’m thinking this story is about you! Almost time to go home!! ❤
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🙂
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Very well written Annette, I would also miss that window 🙂
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Thank you, Irene. ❤
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Couldn’t be without a window at least…
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If we are willing to look, we can see more than what is there.
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Very true, perhaps the window needs to be removed in order that we consider to look at different areas too. Good thought!
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Hmmmm, this sounds like a BOTS or something you have seen someone else do.
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True story completely. My elderly (former) roomie. They did bring her back from the hospital and have her on another floor of this building. She doesn’t remember anything that happened. Perhaps that is best.
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Shame, poor lady.
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