Inside the Mind of Isadora


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Cafe Chat – Chivalry Lost

Welcome … grab a cup of coffee, hot chocolate or herb tea. 
Now, sit in a comfy chair and let’s chat.

What is chivalry?

Answer: it’s the combination of qualities expected of an ideal knight, especially courage, honor, courtesy, justice, and a readiness to help the weak.©dictionary

Readiness to help the weak is no more. Let me unveil the tale.

Several weeks ago, while waiting for a table on the patio of one of my favorite Italian restaurants, hubby and I sat chatting and feeling free that the mask mandates were lifting. It was a pleasant evening to be outdoors. You can order drinks, but there is no outdoor service. Mama’s is a popular restaurant with delicious food. There’s a crowd. Everyone is chatting, laughing, and enjoying the wonderful feeling of being able to be out and about. 

The wait is short, our names are called, and off we go to meet the hostess. 

 Due to my compromised immune system, I wasn’t confident to go mask-less. So, I put my mask on as I approached the young lady at the entrance. When I got to the doorway, my toe from my sneaker caught the edge of their entrance doormat. 

Down … Down … Down … I went. I was flat on my side with an outstretched arm, bent leg, and my head right on the indoor mat. 

Plop … Plop … Plop 

I lay there on the ground for what seemed like a month, but it was only a few seconds. Hubby grabbed my arm to help me up, but I was like jello. My body wouldn’t respond to what I wanted it to do. 

 Eventually, I begin to focus and grasp that I’ve fallen when a man with a pizza box in hand steps over me on his way out of the restaurant. 

The man did not bother to ask if he could help, nor did the other patrons out on the patio. Actually, he said, “Welcome!” as he continued on his way.

WHAT???

Hubby picked me up, and we walked to our table. The owners of the restaurant came over to ask if I was okay. I felt shaky and embarrassed. I was mad at myself for putting the mask on while walking. I think it impeded my visual concept of space. I haven’t worn a mask since. I much prefer COVID to a fall. 

Now, let’s not get angry about my mask rebellion. I’ve been wearing a mask from the very beginning of the pandemic. I continue to support wearing maks. I’ve had COVID twice. I know it’s no walk in the park. It’s a horrific illness, and I am not ready for a third Covid event. 

But, falling at my age is a big problem. I have osteoporosis which means my bones are thin, thin, thin. I have bad knees too. I did fall on the side of my body. My injuries are bruising, some headaches, swelling, and overall body aches. 

Despite these symptoms, the most painful thing is knowing that we are no longer willing to help someone who can’t help themselves. 

There’s no ‘Readiness to help the Weak’

2022©Isadora De La Vega

*****the photograph above is of my daughter. She works in Hospice care. This is what they wear in their office. The mask they wear with patients involves a lot more covering.


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Crimson’s Creative Challenge – Cultural Exchange

Laughter is the best medicine …

Traveling through the jungle had been brutal. The heat had overcome many.

Walking along, we see many homes that the opposing tribes had destroyed. Remnants of brick walls were the only signs.

The tour guide told us we would learn many things about the Watusi culture, including their healthy lifestyle.

I was excited about learning all of these new things.

Soon, the Watusi shaman was telling us about their exercises and dances.
I was in awe when they began to dance.

The exercise works wonders on circulation. Watusi tribe members originated it. It also slims you down without medication.

I have been doing the exercises and workout moves since I arrived home from my vacation. I’m feeling much better already. I recommend you start right away.

This video shows what you should do daily to help with leg and knee pain and stiffness.

Once a day is sufficient for assured success! Enjoy …

2022©Isadora DeLaVega

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Crimson Creative Challenge – #178

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Friday Fictioneers – Moms Will Be Moms

Charles, please eat something. You’ve been on your computer for hours.

Mom, I have to finish my thesis. My graduation ceremony is in May. I need to finish this.

I thought computers were supposed to make things easier and quicker.

Seriously, Mom??? You need to add your info or research your information. It all takes time.

Well, I’m bringing you something to eat since you refuse to leave this room.

OK, Mom. Just make it the last interruption.

Knock, Knock here’s some food.

Fine. Thank you, yes, I love you.

Now, don’t forget a bathroom break too.

UGH, OK, Mom.

2022©Isadora DeLaVega

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Genre:Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:©David Stewart

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge – Spring Dawn

Love is not seasonal, plant your seeds today …

Spring Dawn

Every flower 

of every tomorrow

is a seed well planted 

on a winter’s day

Then, earth awakens.

The wonder of another season

bringing colorful flowers

For Spring’s debut

2022©Isadora DeLaVega

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Crimson Creative Challenge – #176

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Friday Fictioneers – Remorse

It was a cloudy overcast day. A cool breeze blew as Bobby looked down at Jimmy. 

“Hi, Jimmy,” he said in a low voice. 

“Where did these huge boulders and rocks come from?”

Silence surrounded the space between them. 

“I’m sorry, Jimmy”. 

We were two young college kids. It was Spring Break. We all thought it would be fun to drive down to the beach. It was wild when the girls arrived. What a surprise! 

I never thought it would get out of hand. 

Bobby placed a rose on his tombstone; forgive me. 

I should never have been driving drunk.

2022©Isadora DeLaVega

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Genre:Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:©Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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**********Spring Break is in full swing here in Florida. The beaches are packed shoulder to shoulder with teens celebrating. The drinking has gotten so bad in South Miami that the bars have a 6:00 pm last call on drinks and a midnight curfew has been issued by the county commissioners.


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Friday Fictioneers – Psych Ward

It was challenging to walk in shackles. My hands ache from the cuffs.

How would I manage if I fell?

They don’t care. 

He was just a homeless bum sleeping on a sidewalk.

It doesn’t matter to anyone that someone is killing the sleeping homeless.

How would I know if the guy searching through my stuff was the killer?

Now, I walk in shackles because I defended my bare essentials.

Now, I’m a violently insane man on my way to the psych ward.

My view from the window is the iron gate with fancy scrollwork. 

The metalsmith was an artist.

2022©Isadora DeLaVega

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Genre: True Crime

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:©BrendaCox

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********** In the News: Recently, a man in New York City was shooting the homeless while they slept. He has been arrested. This story is based on those crimes. 


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Crimson Creative Challenge – Never Forget

Never lose sight of where you’re going …

Never forget where you’ve been …

 

Cabo San Lucas, Mexico       Photography©Isadora DeLaVega

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Never forget the people who 

travel with you, 

 on your journey within.

2022©Isadora DeLaVega

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Crimson Creative Challenge – #175

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Friday Fictioneers – Memories

Standing in the middle of the family room, I close my eyes.

Breathing deeply, I can almost smell the warmth of bread baking while pies cool on the window sill.

I can imagine being awakened by the aromatic brew of fresh coffee.

I can’t help but wonder about the many evenings after dinner when my grandmother would gather the children and impart her wisdom with stories of her native homeland and traditions.

It’s damp inside now.

Rain begins to fall, the sound against the tin roof echos a melody.

With all of my senses aroused, I embrace the warm sentiments.

2022©Isadora DeLaVega

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Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:©LisaFox

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Crimson Creative Challenge – Dancing on Still Waters

D  ancing on still waters.

U  nable to fly.

C  an I just float for ever?

K  indly come back again.

2022©Isadora DeLaVega

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Crimson Creative Challenge – #173

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Friday Fictioneers – Lean on Me

In the little chapel, Father Saldegloria announces the exchange of vows.

Mark turning to Sandy, begins:

Love of my life, I stand before you with an open heart. I dedicate myself to you, but most importantly, I ask you to lean on me. Lean on me for comfort, lean on me when you are down, lean on me when you’re sorrowful, yes, lean on me. 

Sandy turning to Mark, begins: 

 Chuckling, darling, you had to go to your favorite song, didn’t you?

As laughter broke free from the pews, they kissed and walked down the aisle to their new life.

2022©Isadora DeLaVega

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Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:©AnneHiga

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*****Music: sung by Bill Withers-Lean On Me – The single, “Lean on Me” went to number one the week of July 8, 1972. It was written by Michael Schiffer.

*****This story is fiction except for the lil church which was called ‘The Chapel of St. Lucy of the Valley.’ It still holds fond memories for me. My parents were married there and all of  their five children were baptized as well. Father Saldegloria officiated my wedding and theirs 30 years prior.