
Image copyright Sue Vincent. From Sue’s #writephoto photo prompt.
This is my first ever ping back so I hope it works……
The stone gateway was imposing, the heavy gates looked too big to push open easily. The first time I walked through the gates I was 10 years old and very nervous. My grandma lived in the big house, but as we had only just moved back after several years abroad I had never met her. Seeing the gates and the stone gateposts made me think that someone very important lived there.
I remembered the long tree lined drive. The dappled sunlight warming the golden gravel. I wanted to know how far it was to the front door so I started counting steps, but lost track around 300. As I turned a bend in the path I saw short, grey haired lady in horn rimmed glasses, she didn’t look as scary as I imagined her. She was waiting at the top of three steps made of grey stone. I wanted to run up to her, but mom had told me to be polite. So I walked up slowly and quietly said hello.
That had been 40 years ago. My gran must have been about 50 but I had thought she was very old. I remembered her putting a record on for me, a Beatles song. ” Help ” I think it was? From then on she would always play music when I arrived, some pop music, other times classical music like Stravinsky or Rachmaninov. Sometimes we danced together and laughed at each other.
Today was a sad day. The last time I would walk through those gates. I remembered all the happy times I had spent there. Afternoons after school always seemed sunny. Gran would give me a snack and Mom would pick me up when she finished work.
Now both of them were gone. Today I had to lock up grans house and hand over the keys to the estate agent. The funeral had been a week ago. I had her favourite music played at the ceremony.
As I left I shut the gates gently, knowing I would never walk there again…..

What a beautiful story, although a sad one. But then,without the contrasts, we wouldn’t know one from the other.
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Thank you Sue. Without your prompt I would not have written it x
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I’m glad you did, Christine 🙂 x
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☺☺
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Chills…how sad!
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Thank you x
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Lovely bittersweet story. Well done.
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Thank you, I’m learning
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Touching, but very sad.
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Thank you so much.
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Thanks for sharing Sue x
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Life is sad, your story is beautiful it made me cry.✨
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Sorry if I upset you xxx
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No worries, it was just lovely 💜
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Thank you. Writing is a new experience. I want to share my feelings x
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Do eny💜
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Sorry I meant do enjoy 💜
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Cheers
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Poignant and beautifully written story…
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You are very kind x
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Thank you x
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Happy and sad mixed together…like life. The emotions come through strongly. (K)
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Thank youxx
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Beautiful story…Our lives are made rich by our memories..
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It is fictional but the sentiment is all mine xx
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