#27 — Another year quietly leaves while a new one glides, almost unnoticed, into its place — another year older, but the recipient neither sees nor feels the change. One year stolen; one year given … in the silent blink of an eye.
#28 — Howling winds blow the white powdery snow in every direction, obliterating sight for the driver while creating a newly-landscaped neighborhood.
#29 — Quiet, contented, joyful gratitude filled the birthday celebrant as she accepted all of her friend’s greetings. The numbers didn’t cause the joy — the people who sent them did.
#30 — Ear sounds, both echoed and muffled, sharply pierced the inner solitude of her head, sending thoughts of panicked uncertainty as to what suddenly stole normalcy.
#31 — Thirty-one snippets of literary creativity … A tinge of regret marries a taste of accomplishment at the ending of a writing challenge that might become the beginning of a way of life.