The Scent of Change – A Six Sentence Story

Categories Life, Self, Writing

She hated the smell of Christmas.

Once upon a time, though, that wasn’t so. Christmastime had always provided a heady mix of memories, happy evenings spent listening to the pop and hiss of the fire as it warmed the room and all within it, breathing in the woodsy outdoors of a sledding day brought into the center of the room on snowy branches turned green and sparkling with lights and ornaments that reflected the crackling firelight.

Like her memories, the ornaments were a jumbled mess of handmade expressions of love and the store bought kind she always thought of as “fancy,” the pastel sugar-frosted ones with cut out spaces for Santa, snowmen, and angels. Christmas was always like this – a collection of perfect moments captured forever in their annual certainty.

But now, Christmas was different – still filled with the sights, sounds, and smells of years past yet empty in the moments where their smiles belonged, cut out spaces filled only with the certainty that Christmas would forever be changed.


Each week, the lovely and talented Ivy Walker hosts a link-up challenging writers to spin a tale in six sentences – no more, no less. 

This week’s cue is PINE. 

Click on the link right here to link your own post and read more Six Sentence Stories from some wonderful storytellers.

Lisa A. Listwa is a self-employed writer with experience in education, publishing, and the martial arts. Believing there was more to life than punching someone else’s time clock and inspired by the words of Henry David Thoreau, she traded her life as a high school educator for a life as a writer and hasn’t looked back. She is mother to one glorious handful of a daughter, wife to the nicest guy on the planet, and reluctant but devoted owner of three Rotten Cats. You can find her adventures and thoughts on living life deliberately here on the blog.

14 thoughts on “The Scent of Change – A Six Sentence Story

  1. Although we do not know what has transpired in this woman’s life that has so strongly changed her feelings about Christmas, but in some ways I understand and can relate. Christmas is a highly emotional time and very memory-connected, and some memories are better left alone. Great writing, Lisa, you conveyed the sense of loss powerfully.

  2. This is lovely Lisa. I have only remained on the outskirts of this weekly prompt up until now. I am glad I stopped by to read your holiday themed post though. Every precious word you use here is a perfect representation of this time of year. The scents are unforgettable and the meaning within every hanging ornament is real and pure. Maybe I will join in sometime. Brevity has never been my gift, but I make it a continual goal for the coming year. Have a lovely weekend.

    1. Oh, definitely join us, Kerry! It’s a lot of fun and great practice. As for brevity…the rule is six sentences, but nobody said they had to be short sentences. 😀
      One of my favorite parts of Christmas is taking our all of the ornaments and remembering the people, places, and events associated with them. Each one has a story.

  3. Memories of Christmas past linger in all of us I think. The excitement of having children, no matter the ages, in one’s midst on holidays brings back an assortment of memories during the playing of games, their sharing their own memories of times in and with the family, eating favorite dishes, etc.
    With loss, whether it is one’s memory, or the loss of people in the family, holidays don’t feel the same. Sometimes it takes a long time for some individuals to feel more than a sadness during a holiday, especially if the loss happened during a holiday.

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