Monday, 24 June 2013

A Daisy a Day.

Hello again friends....I hope that you are well.
I don't have too much to say today so I'll just share one of my short stories.
I like this one.....I hope that you do to.
Thanks again for taking the time to read me.



                                       A DAISY A DAY

"Come on, arms up and through the sleeves" said Big George gently. Madelaine was just a tiny little thing, a wisp of a girl as George often called her.                                                                     
It was a beautiful morning, the sun was shining and it promised to be a great day.                                                                              
There had been a storm last night, quite a terrible storm and George had woken in the early hours to find Madelaine sobbing quietly from underneath her bed. The storm had scared her, in fact a lot of things frightened little Maddy.                                
George had comforted her by gently stroking her hair and by singing to her softly until she fell back asleep,                               
"I'll give you a daisy a day dear, I'll give you a daisy a day,           
I'll love you until the rivers run still and the four winds we know blow away", that old tune was Madelaine and George’s favourite  song.

This morning George was helping Maddy to get dressed,           
 this was always a bit of a comedy routine, with George doing all sorts of silly things to make Maddy laugh.                           
 Sometimes George would put some piece of clothing on his head like a hat and Maddy would burst into fits of laughter and then George would start to laugh too.                                           
 They would hug and laugh and hug and laugh some more.
After this process of getting Maddy dressed, George would get her breakfast. Sometimes this was fun but sometimes it was terribly frustrating because Maddy would refuse to eat.            
 She would sit there with her mouth shut tight as George would try to feed her.                                                                         
Sometimes when George finally managed to get her to open her mouth and to take a spoon full of mushy Weetbix,          
 Maddy would then spit it all out and onto the floor.                                     
 This frustrated Big George terribly but he would do his best to remain calm and to speak softly," you have to eat your breakfast Maddy, it's good for you, now c’mon, there's a good girl, lets try again shall we ".

Today was a busy day, as George had to take Maddy to the doctors for her regular check up.                                              
There had been a lot of visits to the doctors lately.                        
 As a rule Big George didn't like dealing with the medical system but he had found everyone that he had dealt with recently, from the doctors, the specialists and the nurses, to have been incredibly kind and helpful.
"Come on Maddy it’s time to go" called George.                       
 When she didn't respond George went to find her.                
"What's the matter darling" asked Big George when he found Madelaine sitting by the window in her bedroom,                       
staring out and crying. She wasn't making any noise but the tears were running down her face.                                            
"What's wrong sweetheart", he asked again gently.                     
 George had tears in his eyes now too.                                  
 Madelaine turned slowly from the view at the window to face the big soft hearted man that stood before her with tears in his eyes. Maddy wasn't very good with language and she often had trouble with speaking words but as they stood there looking at each other she began to sing "I'll give you a daisy a day George, I'll give you a daisy a day,I 'll love you until the rivers run still and the four winds we know blow away".                                 
George threw his big arms around his little wisp of a girl and hugged her tight.
George and Madelaine had been married very happily for fifty two years and when Madelaine had first shown signs of the onset of Alzheimer's disease, George had promised that he would continue to love and care for his ailing wife until all the rivers run dry and the four winds we know blow away.





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