Why can’t he see what I can?

I sit here day in – day out and watch scenes play out in front of me all year long. I have noticed a lady recently, she doesn’t look happy. Her children are fretful and difficult to cope with. I see her struggling with heavy shopping bags up and down flights of stairs making sure there’s always a good meal on the table.

I watch her chat with the other mums; she’s uncomfortable with them.

I know her mother is sick, her father’s an alcoholic and her teen son has started smoking.

Why doesn’t her husband see? He’s going to lose her.

This is my first entry for The Head’s Office 100 word challenge. We have been given the photo above and the task is to write something creative in only 100 words, mine is quite melancholic but so true, how many partners don’t ‘see’ when their other half is suffering? Head over and see what everyone else came up with


  1. Julia
    July 21, 2011 / 5:14 PM

    Oh how fabulous! I can imagine that scene & the sadness of it all. Thank you so much for finding the time to join in. Hope to see you next week!
    Julia x

    • Mari
      July 21, 2011 / 8:42 PM

      I hope so too, it’s a time thing for me but today I put fingers to keyboard and off I went and I’m so pleased I completed it! I must subscribe to THO then I’ll have it in my inbox = no excuse :)

  2. Lisa
    July 21, 2011 / 7:23 PM

    So very true. Often people cannot see what is in front of their faces until it hits them between the eyes. It’s hard not to be melancholic with this particular image. ;)

    • Mari
      July 21, 2011 / 8:44 PM

      I must see what everyone else came up with but that will be tomorrows task. It is true about people missing what is in front of them though sadly, thank you for coming by

  3. SAHMlovingit
    July 21, 2011 / 7:34 PM

    This is FAB Mari and thanks to alerting me to Julias 100 Word Challenge – it sounds great.
    You are so so SO right in what you say, it happens all to often sadly :(

    • Mari
      July 21, 2011 / 8:45 PM

      Awww, thank you Heather. Give 100 WC a go, it’s fun and stretches the brain a little bit – see you over at The Head’s Office – not in it!

  4. July 21, 2011 / 7:22 PM

    Wow Mari! This is brilliant. Who knew you could say so much with so few words? Thanks for introducing us to this.

    • Mari
      July 21, 2011 / 8:43 PM

      Hope to see you giving it a go, it’s fun and thank you for your lovely compliment

  5. BlueBearWood
    July 21, 2011 / 9:18 PM

    Beautifully touching and real. A great idea to join in with. Thanks for sharing. xxx

  6. July 22, 2011 / 2:25 AM

    Mmm, this makes me curious. I wonder if he loves her? I think he must. Some of those details have to be hunted for. He must love her himself to have looked so hard in order to see.

    • Mari
      July 22, 2011 / 2:10 PM

      I think he’s been watching for a long time, he’s seen a lot of things and he’s frustrated because the people closest to her aren’t seeing what is so blatantly obvious and who knows…maybe he has fallen in love too?

  7. Frankie Parker
    July 22, 2011 / 1:58 PM

    What a brillaint idea – the 100 word challenge and your post is so true, sometimes you can’t see the obvious as too many other things are in the way…

    • Mari
      July 22, 2011 / 2:14 PM

      Go have a go yourself stretch those brain muscles a bit :)

  8. Vegemitevix
    July 22, 2011 / 7:14 PM

    So sad, and yet so much conveyed.Love your entry Mari! Vx

    • Mari
      July 23, 2011 / 7:58 PM

      Thank you, it’s so nice to have ‘bumped’ into you again

  9. July 23, 2011 / 7:30 PM

    love this – inspired me to have a go x

    • Mari
      July 23, 2011 / 7:57 PM

      I’m so pleased to hear that, look forward to reading your entry :)

  10. July 25, 2011 / 2:03 PM

    What a great take, so sad and I wonder if it all works out. x

  11. August 19, 2011 / 11:07 AM

    Thought provoking, compelling and honest. I think Re’s right. There’s a bit of unrequited love going on there …

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