I read this week’s prompt really quickly on Thursday night, so I’ve spent the time between then and now thinking the prompt was “press.”
AND … what I have to talk about barely relates to “press” much less “pressure.”
In March, I participated in a Random Act of Kindness along with other friends of Mia’s family (Mia would have been two on March 23.) I couldn’t leave the house that day to do anything tangible, like pay it forward in a drive through. Therefore, I went to GoFundMe and searched for projects with the name “Mia” in them that I could donate to.
The project I ended up with is actually about a young woman named “Amelia,” but her nickname is Mia. Her back had been broken in a car accident and the GoFundMe was to support her family and help with expenses related to her injury.
I Facebook-sleuthed enough to find her prom pictures, taken on Saturday before the accident early on the next Sunday morning. I didn’t really comprehend that the prom and accident had occurred so close together until a few more GoFundMe updates had taken place.
In one of the pictures shared of her in her hospital bed, her nails were prominently shown. She had a beautiful manicure. (That’s the closest we’re getting to “press” or “pressure,” folks — I sort of thought about the time I had used press-on nails and they actually had stayed on pretty well!.)
Anyway, I thought about her on that Saturday afternoon or maybe the Friday before, getting her nails done for prom. And then I juxtaposed that picture with the new set of challenges she faces.
I don’t know her family, but I can tell from the tone of the updates that they don’t see this as a situation for pity.
It just seems to fit in with so many other comments I’ve heard or seen lately — that we really never know how quickly our lives can change. I feel so much empathy for this young woman and her family.
Welcome to this week’s Five Minute Friday. Our instructions, via creator Kate Motaung: “Write for five minutes on the word of the week. This is meant to be a free write, which means: no editing, no over-thinking, no worrying about perfect grammar or punctuation.” (But I can’t resist spell checking, as you can imagine.)
Wife of one, Mom of two, Friend of many. My pronouns are she/her/hers.