Exceptional A philosophical look at my life Just Plump by Heather Knight What do you like about your life writing prompt entry

There are a myriad things I like about my life, but there are others I would alter. That's a good thing because it means I don't get bored. I'm still searching for change. Yesterday, I found this sentence in my oracle: 'I really need to get into shape. Today I realized that if I got murdered, my chalk outline would be a circle'. So yes, I want to lose weight before I die. That's something worth fighting for. Fortunately, the oracle has more positive information on other days. My oracle, by the way, is Facebook. As I was saying, some days it's kinder to sensitive spirits like mine. On Friday, it told me I looked eighteen and had the body of a supermodel. Yeah, sure. I laughed so hard, I could have peed in my pants. As luck would have it, I had an operation to prevent that some years ago... On to more serious matters. Like: why do I live? Funny ... I haven't got a clue. Probably because God planted me here and it's quite enjoyable. Most of the time. I'm looking at my garden as I write this and thinking that watching the trees and a leaf that just fell twirling to the ground is reason enough to live. And then, more importantly, I have my husband and three children. Who would comfort me in my time of need if I didn't have them? 'I look fat,' I say while putting on my swimsuit. 'No, Mummy. You're just plump.' That's my adorable twelve-year-old. He's lucky I love him too much to kill him. 'I'm ugly.' 'And I'm blonde,' says my dark-haired daughter. Thank God there's an understanding female in the family. 'I'm fat.' Yes, I know I'm repeating the same sentence. It's something I say a lot. 'No, you're not,' my ever-loyal husband says. I wonder what he's really thinking. I wonder, but I will never know. The man is a total mystery. Anyway, I'm not ready to give up on myself. I'll keep on fighting to reach my target weight while eating donuts for breakfast. Is that even possible? Well, a girl can dream... Jokes apart, there are lots of things I still want to do. I want to have grandchildren ... but not just yet. I want to travel more. I want to meet more people. And you know what my biggest dream is? You cannot guess? I want to become a famous writer. I know, that's a tough one. But I'll keep on trying till I breathe my last breath. I'm a tough cookie, me. And when I go after something I usually get it. I promised myself I'd speak perfect English one day and I'd say I've achieved that. I don't want to sound cocky, so forgive me if I do... Well, here's to living and to a new start every morning. I'm raising my imaginary champagne glass and clicking it against yours. May all your dreams come true.   Writing Prompt Which day would you give back? When did you become who you are today? Or maybe you're not there yet. Maybe, you are still searching for life. Write about why you live. Write about why you don't give up on yourself. What do you like about your life? Please limit to 1000 words, poetry or Prose Recognized

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