What to Do, Bedelia?

Photo: Rhen’s home

Prompt: THERAPY

https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2020/06/10/its-six-sentence-story-thursday-link-up-111/

Bedelia shook her head slowly over the written invitation, pursing her lips; Saturdays she watered her houseplants…she could hardly leave them to their own dry devices while she went off to a Catholic ‘social’.

She tossed the note card aside as her paranoia spun out: Meet and Greet’ …probably trendy code for ‘group therapy’!

If indeed crazy, dysfunctional, she was entitled to remain contentedly so; and anyway, she had nothing appropriate to wear, having given up dressing to successfully impress…a good twenty-odd years ago.

Putting dishes in the sink to wash, her eyes meandered to the gray envelope again; surely it was some kind of trick…who was this stranger that the insistent Father James wanted to introduce to her?

It couldn’t possibly be a man; but she had zero interest in meeting a lonely woman, either…held captive and forced to listen to gallbladder complaints, or nagged to join the choir or flower committee…while holding a plastic cup of sickly sweet punch.

Her plants had been recommended as “therapeutic” by the grocery’s floral department manager—she wiped her hands on a blue-striped cloth, and consulted the green friends in their terracotta pots: “perhaps I could water you a day early…and call Father James…maybe”.

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.


27 thoughts on “What to Do, Bedelia?

  1. House plants take one look at the name on the mail box and commit suicide. It’s tragic. I can grow anything outside, but in the house…nope, nope, nope.

    Good six. Plants and gardening are theraputic.

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    1. For the longest time I claimed I had a purple or black thumb…my neighbor would tell me I “needed” plants and offer them to me…and I’d retort, “do you really want them to die??” And then one day the Good Lord said, “Why are you making negative declarations about yourself? I made you an Encourager, a Nurturer–you CAN invite plans in, and they will thrive!!” So now I have plants–and only a few have gone to their early and final reward, so that ain’t bad! But I doubt I would ever take up gardening outside–fortunately I live in an apartment, so no guilt applies 🙂 🙂 Thanks as always, for being here…I’ll get over to visit you sooner than later 🙂

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  2. HA. This is so fun to read. Ahh..those houseplants! (nice pic too) Excellent use of six sentences – you get a lot of mileage out of them.
    (btw: did you get the email I sent yesterday? I never trust spam filters lol)

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    1. Yes, I just got it this evening, and responded. I also provided a better email address if you need to reach me in future. My sincere apologies if I’ve over-stepped. Blessings to you ❤

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  3. I’m enjoying Bedelia’s story Rhen…..and I totally agree I would get more out of talking to house plants then listen to the senior’s discussing their ailments all day long.

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  4. Personally, I have no problem discussing any issue (I might have) with a plant or other non-human… it’s easier than typing (a blog or journal). lol

    Sometimes (very often) things we think are troublesome or worrisome, once spoken aloud, get de-tangled from the all too negative inferences in our heads.

    Good Six.

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    1. Thanks so much, Clark! Yes indeed…knowing Bedelia, her plants are probably wise listeners who will nod their leaves joyously as though to say, “you GO, Girl!”

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  5. I think Bedelia is curious enough that those houseplants are going to get watered a day early. They will survive and so will she. Love this continuing SSS.

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  6. Is Bedelia maybe thinking too much? lol I seem to recognize the exercise – fear, playing moderator, is trying to make the decision for her. I’m hoping she throws caution to the wind and decides to go to the “social”. Besides, I want to know who her “secret admirer” is 🙂

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    1. Thank you so much, Denise. I suspect her curiosity will win out…I think she’s coming along nicely 🙂 Love your prompts–and that they’ve spawned a “serial” for dear Bedelia 🙂

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  7. Love!

    This part made me giggle: “It couldn’t possibly be a man; but she had zero interest in meeting a lonely woman, either…held captive and forced to listen to gallbladder complaints, or nagged to join the choir or flower committee…while holding a plastic cup of sickly sweet punch.”

    Your writing blesses me. ❤

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