Here is today’s Daily Prompt:
Daily Prompt: Evasive Action
What’s the most significant secret you’ve ever kept? Did the truth ever come out?
My immediate reaction was to think “Well, yes, ‘x,’ ‘y,’ and ‘z,’ but I can’t tell you or the truth WILL come out.” That’s very tricksy of you, Daily Prompt, trying to get us all to spill the beans like that on our deepest, darkest secrets.
However, while pondering if I should just skip today’s response, it occurred to me that I could use this opportunity to impart the secret of life to my faithful readers. Who hasn’t wanted to know the secret of life at one time or another, right?
I’ve got your attention now, don’t I?!
Well, don’t get your hopes up too high, that’s just me having a little fun with words, being a little tricksy myself.
The MOST significant secret I’ve ever kept:
The wife and I found out that we were expecting and we told no one. It’s common now for new parents-to-be to hold off telling most people until after the first trimester, just in case, but they usually tell a parent or a sibling or someone. They can’t help themselves. We liked having this secret, getting time to ourselves to own it, to get used to it, to make plans, and gather information.
The first trimester came and went. We saw a wide variety of my side of the family through various outings during those three months. My brother’s family, my parents, some aunts, uncles, cousins… and we kept our secret.
The days continued to tick by, with the secret of life securely kept, and then the day came that plans were being tossed about for a Christmas rendezvous at ski resorts in the middle of the country, the wife would have been 6 months pregnant and snowboarding was, while jokingly talked about as being a possibility, sadly not a reality. We had to finally share the news.
And share the news we did. Phone calls were made, emails were sent, and there was even a Skype session with a cousin in Norway. It was a good secret for us to keep, and it was also a happy couple days while we reached out and spilled the secret of life we had been keeping, shared the happy news.
We let the child keep it’s own secret too. Not finding out until he was born that he was a he. Not just any “he,” either, but the little prince of the matticus kingdom.