| Story ID: | 2488 |
| Written by: | Michael Timothy Smith (bio, link, contact, other stories) |
| Story type: | Family Memories |
| Location: | Fort Lee New Jersey USA |
| Year: | 2005 |
| Person: | Ginny |
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| Story ID: | 2488 |
| Written by: | Michael Timothy Smith (bio, link, contact, other stories) |
| Story type: | Family Memories |
| Location: | Fort Lee New Jersey USA |
| Year: | 2005 |
| Person: | Ginny |
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The Best Move Ginny and I sat on our deck, played scrabble, and enjoyed a warm summer night. The stars shined; and a light breeze cooled our skin. The game progressed - our scores close. Ginny formed a word. It extended to the bottom of the board - the last letter placed between two "triple word" squares. It was my turn. I stared at my tiles. My eyes opened wide. There it was - the move of my life - "Faltered." It word spanned both "triple word" squares. I scored 140 points, a personal best. *********************** Life is full of tiles. They're scattered in front of us, but they're upside down. We don't know what they are until they're picked up. We can't handle too many at one time. We're only allowed to choose seven. Imagine having seven tiles of life in front of you. You stare at them and think to yourself, "Life starts here." They're lined up, but they make no sense. You move them around, trying to arrange them into something logical, but you struggle. The first move has to be right. The letters come together into a word, but it's a small one. Will you use it or keep struggling and make a bigger word? This is the beauty of the game - you get to replace the tiles you use. Are you going to make small moves, only to pick up a couple of tiles? Remember, the more you use, the more you can pick up - more opportunities. Later in life, if the tiles are put together right, you get to have a partner to play with. Their words become stepping stones. Each decision has an affect on the other's. Time goes by. The last tile is placed on the board. The game is over, but the words you created live on. They are the children fostered, decisions made, friends found, work done, and the life lived. We start with the same number of tiles. How we use them is up to us. My 140-point score? It represents the day I married Ginny, the day our words came together, the best move I ever made. Michael T. Smith |