Friday, September 9, 2011

The Mother

I wrote this in a note on Facebook, and then decided to share here too. Sorry for the double up for those who are on my FB list. Am also linking for both weekend grateful and FYBF. It's been THAT sort of week.




FYBF



The mother walked, bent double under her load. On her back were her children, her career, her aging parents, her friends - though who, when and what changed as needed. Her face pale with perspiration, her legs shaking with effort, she put one foot in front of the other, constantly moving forward though sometimes at a snail's pace. Some days her children were dead weights, exhausted, stressed, the pressures of school, social acceptance, conforming wearing them out.
Other days they were as light as feathers, and she needed to tie a string from her heart to theirs so they did not float away with happiness and laughter. And on the terrible, black, heavy days when she thought her back would break, the load would suddenly lighten and the pain lessen and she would look to her side where she had not realised her loving partner or a dear friend had appeared, and they would say: "Hey, I'm here. Do not worry, let me carry some of it for a while whilst you learn to breathe freely again."



Thank you my friends and husband for allowing me to exhale.






8 comments:

OurGangof7 said...

That is beautiful, thank you for sharing. My husband always tells me that I forget we are a team so I will have to show him this too!

Eloise said...

So beautiful. I particularly liked this bit 'Other days they were as light as feathers, and she needed to tie a string from her heart to theirs so they did not float away with happiness and laughter.' Thats exactly how I feel sometimes.....although alot of the time I feel the other way too lol. I sometimes do feel as if I am doing this on my own, which isn't easy, it would be nice to have the weight of it all lifted for a while.

Wanderlust said...

That's really beautiful. My friends and family have lightened my load quite a bit this past year. x

Mum's the word said...

oh I love this, it says exactly how I feel about HB he's not always around but hes always there when I most need him

Seana Smith said...

What a lovely way to express how motherhood feels, and how wonderful it is when we get the help we need.

Kymmie said...

How you have a way with words. So beautifully written and explains motherhood so well.

I'm grateful that you have a mountain of support to help you when it all gets too much.

xxx

Tiffiny said...

Wonderfully written post and so creative. Something we can all relate too.

Anonymous said...

Beautiful. You definitely have a way with words. Cathy