Working on My Latest Poem

I've been working on my latest poem and hit a wall. I just suddenly went blank and can't find that grove.I had been talking to all of you about getting back in the swing of things and that got me writing on my book again. So, here I am back to get my mind going again. The poem I was in the middle of is about childhood memories. I promise I will post this one when I get it just right.

It made me think most of my childhood memories are of fun times, good things until the death of my mother and then the perspective changes. It takes a long time before things get happy again. I suppose that no matter at what age we loose our mother or a parent, it takes a long time for the world to turn right side up again. If you are lucky enough to have had your parent with you while you matured and became an adult, I imagine loosing them at that point would be extra hard because you are loosing a parent and a friend.

I can't relate to that. I only know that, as a child, it is terrifying to suddenly not have the mother that cared for you in every aspect of your life.

I can also tell you that the feeling of loss never goes away, there is a piece of you that is no longer there. But you find a place to tuck that feeling away and only take it out from time to time. I think we take it out because we are afraid that we are going to forget her or forget her face. Sometimes we feel guilty because we haven't thought of her for awhile.

If you have lost a parent and would like to talk about it please feel free to add to this blog.

It's Been A Long, Long time.

Sorry, I haven't been keeping up with my blog. I intend to do better in the future. I got caught up in the world of babysitting my new great grandson and helping find him and his mother a place to live. Now that they are settled and she has a great new job and a fiance', hopefully I will have at least one day a week to call mine. Of course my husband is still sick and in need of a kidney transplant, so anyone out there knowing where he can get one, he is on the transplant list at UT Southwestern hospitals in Dallas, Texas.

Other than all that my life is going well. I have been doing some writing and I am thinking of possibly posting some of my poems here. That is if I get brave enough. My original intent was to chat with other people that consider themselves motherless daughters and I still would like to pursue that. There is an emptiness that feels better when I talk about my mother.

For right now I will close and possibly return this evening but for now, lets all go dance in the rain. (burrrr it's too cold !)