You change when your mother dies.
Life is a little askew
like a picture that won’t hang straight
or a sliding door
that always rolls off the hinges.
You notice your image in a mirror,
and your pulse speeds up.
You don’t have much of a heart
or an appetite
but you do remember
your mother’s anniversary date
and the color of her eyes.
Your life changes when your mother dies.
No more visits or homemade pies.
No Sunday phone calls or question why’s.
You feel guilty for things you never said.
You wake in the middle of the night only to realize
that the one person who truly loved you
has her face on a plastic prayer card
that sits on your bedroom dresser.
Wonderfully penned. I felt this piece wholeheartedly, as this is something I am currently working with my therapist on. The fate of my own mother. I have to admit, I teared up while reading this.
Again, very well written! 😥
Thank you, Beckie. I thought of my own mother who passed in a nursing home a couple of years ago.
My condolences. Your heart spoke and it was felt. She would be very proud of you!
Thanks for the kind words. Much peace.
So many images, and emotions in this piece. Your mother would love it.
Thank you, Anne. By the way, my mother rode a horse in Fairmount Park across the street from her house. She didn’t own one, but she had told me that she loved riding. 🙂
Oh my that is a nice thing to know about her. Thank you for telling me that.
Thought you could relate, Anne.
Lovely. I’m so sorry. You have my sympathy.
Mark, I feel for you, it is so hard to lose our mothers. At the same time it means we lived with love and care as we grew
and had a best friend when we became adults.
Your poem describes beautifully how you felt, life tilted.
Very true, Miriam. Thank you for your kind words. 🙂🙂
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Thanks, anita and jaye.
It must be wonderful to have had a mother like this…
It was. Thanks.
I love the last four lines.
And that ache in your heart never stops and wish “wonder what I could have done different Love you Mom
Thanks to my favorite mother in law. 🙂
Mark, this breaks me apart!!! So good!!!!
Thank you, Susan. Much peace.
Awesome post, Mark!!!
Thank you, RP!!
Such a great post, Mark!!!
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Grief and love all wrapped together. Thank you for sharing this.
Yes, exactly. Those two powerful emotions become intertwined.