IN SEARCH OF MYSELF
Barbara Thomas
Daughter, sister, Mother, Grandmother and Great Grandmother.
Oh those year’s, from
child to Adult.
Counting the days, weeks
months years.
Where did it all go?
Pain, tears, joy, sadness.
The pain of childbirth the
tears and the joy of birth.
Motherhood in all stages seeing the babies toddlers,teenagers, taking them to college, University then eventuality marriage. Job done.
I look back to all above
From wife mother, widow
Now Old age,
illness’s
Then Abandonment, not all
at once but gradually
visits stop, phone calls and texts stop.
Had I known the pain of
being excluded in later life I would never had gone through the pain of
motherhood.
I would have maybe followed my dreams
If i could look into the future I would have completely denied and scoffed at being the complete blank rejection without ever knowing why?
Unfortunately I am not on
my own it appears our offspring’s are becoming like the Inuit or Indians of
years ago.
When parents get to a
certain age they are discarded, left to fend for themselves, until in most cases
die.
The compassion I grew up with in my opinion is missing in this Woke world.
I believe in Karma, what
goes around comes around.
Barbara
Thomas ~ 11.01.26
We grew up in very different circumstances, family lived nearby and appreciated what their parents did for them; not so now...
ReplyDeleteI think this is one of the saddest stories I have ever read on this blog, sad because it is tinged with a grain of truth. One day we wake up and our parents are gone, and we realise it’s too late, we would give almost anything for just one mor day. Saddest of all, the same fate awaits out on children, but the don’t yet know it.
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