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The Ripple Effect
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Angie was starting to struggle with her emotions, and in true Porter fashion, she withdrew into herself. She stood and walked closer to the lake. The peaceful, serene view in front of her was tearing at her heart, as she desperately missed her Momma T. She bent down to pick up a few rocks from the shoreline, selected one from her hand and tossed it into the lake. As it disappeared into the water, a circle of rings appeared, getting larger and larger until you could no longer see them. After watching Angie repeat this action a few times, Bette stood and walked over to her daughter. She put her arm around her shoulder’s, and pulled her in close, tears falling down both their eyes.
“I miss her so much Mom.”
“I know sweetie. I do too.. But, she is still here. She is in our hearts, and in the hearts of all that knew and loved her.”
Angie bent down to pick up more rocks. As she started to toss them one by one into the lake, Bette spoke, “You know those rocks are a lot like your Momma T.”
Confused, Angie looked at Bette. “I don’t understand. What does a rock have to do with Momma T?”
“Well, when you throw the rock into the lake and it disappears beneath the surface, it is no longer visible, but the ripples created in the water on the surface continue on. Your Mamma T may no longer walk this Earth, but in you and I, and through all the people her life touched, her impact is still felt, it remains in each one of us. What we learned from her, we pass on to others that we meet, whether we are aware of it or not. She is still a part of each of us, and her “ripple” as such, continues on.”
Angie smiled at her Mom. “You know, I never thought of it like that, but you are right. She is present in everything that I do.”
Bette smiled at her daughter. She bent down, picked up a rock and tossed it into the lake. As the ripples continued on, she and Angie turned, put their arms around each other’s waist, and headed back up to the house. Tina’s “girls” would be OK….together, they would carry on the “ripple effect” that Tina had created in their lives.
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Taz, gosh woman what can I say? Between your very kind author notes, and this story, it moved me so much. Ya know, when you sent this to me, and had some butterflies, I shook my head at the very end, AFTER taking a deep breath. I shook my head because I thought “why in god’s name does she have any reservations about this story?” I loved it when I read it the first time, and I loved it when I read it again just now. You are a wonderful woman, on so many levels, and as for “nudges” along the path of life, we all need them every now and again. Now….*pulling up a chair* Ya know what this means right? You can’t just come to the site and post ONE story. Nope….once comments begin to be left, you THEN have a following. That means..CHOP CHOP..get to work on another installment, story, whatever! As for your golf challenge…bring it on!!!! *HUGS*
That was a very lovely story and I hope you continue with it. I don’t expecially like readling about either of them dying but that is part of life. However, the story of true love was all over it and I liked that.
Very good story. I was tearing up as I read it.
Beautiful story telling Taz, very poignant as well. You having one of the best cheerleaders with our Chicki here.I see more stories from you in the future.
Very nice.
Tissue please. Wow! That was so heartfelt and emotional. I usually don’t read stories where one of them has died…but since Chicki mentioned your story I read it anyway. Thanks for sharing this with us. I hope you continue to write.
such a beautiful story! Incredibly well-done.
This is awesome and beautiful my friend. Great story and thanks for sharing this with us!
Taz, this is a very moving piece of writing. I hope you continue to shower us with your incredible talent. Thank you for this.
Where are the tissuses???omg i’m crying the first paragraph what a mush pot i am, huge fan of tina… just WOW !! :)
Sad, because Tina no longer walks with her girls, but enlightening because the ripple effect will always be with Bette and Angelica.
Taz, at the recommendation of my wonderful wife, I came over and poked my head in on your chapter. I must say that it is VERY well done. I am a big sap, so of course I started to cry. LOL I know you said it was a short story, but perhaps you might consider making it a series. There are definately a lot of avenues that you could take this down. If not, we understand. I look forward to reading something else from you in the future. Ness
Taz…Thank you for “taking the plunge” into the world of fanfic. Such a touching story. I’m looking forward to future stories from you…like Chicki said, chop chop get to writing!
We’re so pleased that our dearest friend give you a little push to start up writing. You certainly made a big step here. The way you have unfolded this thought, idea… is just beautiful. Thanks for giving it a try and show us you’ve got a hidden talent. You surely have a wonderful and kind mentor. PPS. Sincerely, Lucero & Marsha – From Mexico City
Taz, I hate that you made me cry, but what a beautiful story. Damn though, what is it with everyone wanting to kill off Tina this month? No kidding…nicely done!
I a firm believer that true never dies. It been along six months today that my husband passed away.Yet when the door opens I expect it to be him. He had such a deep inpact on so many lifes. So loved by many young and old. This story remind me of a lost love,but also that My heart is still so full of his love. thanks for this beautiful love story.
Taz, how wonerful a gift it is to be introuduced by such a gifted writer. Like Bette and Angie seeing new talent for the first time, Chicki has also givin us a gift, a very talented writer you are as well, please continue writing for us, as we will be like villagers on Chicki’s pm so she can make you write again. Thank you, Md
Oh, ya, sorry Chicki, thank you too. Md
I knew when Chiki said in her Author’s note’s read this, that it would be something special. After I read the last paragraph I could only stare at my screen while my eyes filled with tears. I thought if it has this effect on me what an effect must it have on Chicki herself. The lake, the stone and the wonderful way how you described the deeper meaning of the ripple. Thanks so much for sharing this with us and please do come back, you’re a gem.