38 thoughts on “A Leaky Tap

  1. Suzanne 26/05/2014 / 11:53 pm

    Intense and heart-wrenching. Love that last line!


    • Claudette 27/05/2014 / 8:01 am

      Thanks, it was a pretty intense moment for me, glad it came out in the words.


  2. Jennifer G. Knoblock 27/05/2014 / 12:24 am

    Great opening line and nice progression from the physical to the emotional.


    • Claudette 27/05/2014 / 8:03 am

      Thank you for your compliment. Sometimes writing is just like life.


  3. M. L. Sexton 27/05/2014 / 12:39 am

    I have a leaky tap now and it’s running me ragged. I feel the frustration


    • Claudette 27/05/2014 / 8:05 am

      Hope you get it fixed, nothing like a drip to drive you mad.


    • Claudette 27/05/2014 / 8:07 am

      Yes, you don’t expect them, the come and crush you, and then they fade away and you’re left wondering what the heck just happened.


  4. Marcy 27/05/2014 / 3:27 am

    It is those little unexpected moments that can bring on the most intense grief. Well done.


    • Claudette 27/05/2014 / 8:10 am

      Thank you for taking the time to comment. I think I would like to miss some of those little moments for a while, they do not happen as often as they did, but they still hit me like a ton of bricks.


  5. C.C. 27/05/2014 / 4:02 am

    I have felt this too….that strange ability of grief to strike us in the mundane moments when we least expect it.


    • Claudette 27/05/2014 / 8:04 am

      Yes, it happens to me a lot, just a small something that acts a s a trigger. Hard to predict, impossible to contain.


  6. thewizardsword 27/05/2014 / 5:40 am

    It’s amazing how grief comes at you from different and unexpected angles. It’s kind of like a sniper. Anyway, I love how you’ve depicted ity so precisely.


    • Claudette 27/05/2014 / 8:11 am

      A sniper that waits silently, and picks the exact moment to hit your vulnerability. What a great analogy, thanks


  7. fatgirlinboxinggloves 27/05/2014 / 6:49 am

    The image of the leaky tap is perfect for this piece. There’s something about water and baths/showers that always makes me nostalgic.


  8. theinnerzone 27/05/2014 / 10:37 am

    Beautiful imagery, little things triggering a waterfall.


  9. Psych Babbler 27/05/2014 / 4:41 pm

    Great images that you’ve evoked…and I wonder…a whole lot of symbolism? Or maybe I’m just reading too much into it.


    • Claudette 27/05/2014 / 6:56 pm

      No, this actually happened to me, trying to fix the damn shower triggered a massive grief/frustration moment for my dead husband.


  10. KymmInBarcelona 27/05/2014 / 10:33 pm

    Ah yes, I know this feeling well. It’s always the little things, the happy and the sad. ({}) Love the last line!
    (I have one about a mosquito : )


    • Claudette 28/05/2014 / 6:44 am

      Thanks for your comment on the last line, not sure whether I got it right. The mosquito sound interesting.


  11. jenbrunett 27/05/2014 / 11:46 pm

    These moments are hard to bare. You can’t turn off a leaky tap. Just have to let ’em drip. 😦 ❤


  12. innatejames 28/05/2014 / 12:42 am

    Very nicely done, Claudette! The opening sentence was grabbing and the end was like a door slamming.


  13. Kay 28/05/2014 / 3:14 am

    Those triggers are so frustrating and always leave me feeling shaken, like ‘you seriously just broke down over THAT?!’ This is a really well-written and relatable piece.


    • Claudette 28/05/2014 / 6:48 am

      Thanks you Kay, it is quite amazing what gets you. You prepare for the biggies, and the littlies sneak right under the radar and zap you.


  14. Jo-Anne Teal (@jtvancouver) 28/05/2014 / 5:26 am

    Wow, Claudette. I read this twice and the impact has stayed with me. I know this grief – unclogging the sink has reduced me to tears – and your writing brings it all back. Really well done.


    • Claudette 28/05/2014 / 6:53 am

      Jo-Anne thank you for your lovely words. I can imagine that sink unclogging would be another place for this to happen to me. All those things that he did, that I now do, sometimes badly, sometimes well, are nasty little booby-traps waiting for me. Sympathy for your loss.


  15. Christine 28/05/2014 / 6:20 am

    Gorgeous, Claudette, every word. I felt the whole moment right there with you. Wonderful job. Thank you for sharing and linking up.


    • Claudette 28/05/2014 / 6:50 am

      What a lovely comment, thanks Christine. I’m really enjoying the whole 42 words things.


  16. Meg 28/05/2014 / 8:08 am

    It never is what you expect, is it? Great job showing how a leaky faucet can trigger heartache.


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