Saturday, April 14, 2018

A to Z Challenge -The Letter M - Monsters Under The Bed

I am participating in the “April Blogging From A to Z Challenge” for 2018.  Except for Sundays, but starting with Sunday April 1, I will be writing a post each day in April.  Working through the alphabet, by the end of the challenge I will have posted 26 writings.  

Monsters Under The Bed

I read that children are more sensitive or “open” to psychic and paranormal experiences.   Apparently, the idea is that there is wisdom in the ignorance and inexperience of youth.  Adults rarely see entities or have such experiences because their minds have been closed off by logic and skepticism. 

As a child I remember the fear of “monsters” under my bed.  

As I grew into adulthood, I pooh poohed the idea.  When I had children of my own, I naturally had to reassure them that there was no such thing as monsters.  

Now, I, being an adult with a great deal of seniority, have come full circle in my beliefs. 

I do believe in monsters, but not the ones with big teeth and hairy bodies. 

I love life.  It’s wondrous.  

Except for the monsters, that is.  

There are small ones like the “stepping off the curb the wrong way” so you have to wear a cast for six weeks the day before you were to take the trip (no pun intended) of your life demons.

Haven’t we all experienced the “middle of night phone-call” ogre?

Death can be the cruelest of all.   I have come face to face with this savage far too often lately.

Yes, I have suffered more than my share of monsters in my wondrous life.

The best defense I have to combat these beasts are my precious memories.

They remind me that monsters live for only the briefest of time.

And when I am sad and confused about the fairness of it all, I remember the good times of my wondrous life.

The thing about monsters, they hide and lay low, under your bed.  They rise up and attack without warning when you least expect it.

On Tuesday of this week, we had to say good-bye to our little fur baby.
Funny, I talked about Rico in my D post, reminiscing about the day we met him.

We are sad and we are lonely without him.  But my goodness, what a wondrous life we had with him.


  1. I feel your pain at losing your pet. Your point about monsters existing except not in the form that we know resonated with me. Have a beautiful weekend

    1. Oh my, yes. It has been a tough go these past couple of days.

  2. So true that monsters have many forms - but they're still a danged monster.
    Sorry about pup...

  3. Hari OM
    Condolences... these things and times can indeed 'monster' us; but then we remember Love and Beauty and they are stronger - over the long term. YAM xx

    1. Thank you! I like that, "Love and Beauty". So true!

  4. Oh my, gave me chills. I've had too many of those adult monsters jump into my path at unexpected moments.

    Thanks for dropping by my blog - now I'm off to read the rest of your posts!

    Donna B McNicol, author & traveler
    Romance & Mystery...writing my life
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    1. Yes, that’s it, those monsters are chilling!