Since the news of my Mother’s death…
My Emotions-
are like the inside of an old-fashioned golf ball.
The kind I unwrapped as a kid-
miles of rubber band stretched
around and around and around the core-
Unraveling took time and patience.
As I unravel my sorrow…
I clutch her lifetime in my hands
and thoughtfully unwrap-
moments, days, weeks, months, years, decades
of emotional rubber banding that wind
around and around and around my core-
expose….the now-achy center of my being…
My heart…
first brought to beat
in my beloved mother’s womb-
Is broken.
I have faith…
My pain with her death,
as her pain in my childbirth,
will transcend.
Time and patience hold memories close
wrap them around and around and around my soul-
the joys, celebrations, humor, support
the sorrows, challenges, frustrations, disappointments…
Mend my achy center of being-
Embrace me
With inspirational, reassuring recollections-
Preserve the core of life
lessons and experiences
my mother and I lovingly shared… Together.
I miss you, Mommy…
Travel with God on angel wings…
“Beloved“
