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I am heartbroken, on Tuesday, May 9th my dear Mother passed away. I am busy with the arrangements with a service being on Thursday, May 18th.
Karen, I am so sorry I did not answer this earlier. I was posting the updates on Sherri from my phone and did not catch up on the messages that were in the forum. I am so sorry about your mum. February marked a year that my mum passed away. I was so blessed to have her as long as I did, she was 93. It is still terribly crushing to realize that you are an orphan.
My favourite poet, Donna Ashworth, has a few poems on the loss of a mother. This is one of them,
THE LOSS OF A MOTHER
Is an inevitable part of our life.
We know it will come around
and we know the day will hurt
but we are not prepared,
never prepared
for the tearing.
The tearing of a part of our soul
from its very seams
stitches pulled asunder
heart wrenched in half
soul split in two.
But that tearing is not what you may think
it is it is not her leaving you
it is the loss of her physical form
which you have been so very used and attached to.
And now she must remove that part
for it no longer serves you
and you no longer need it
despite what you may think.
Because she made you well
and she built all of her love into you
cell by cell
thought by thought
lesson by lesson.
And the split that you feel
is simply the new the new way
you will carry on your love
for your mother
with your mother
just in a different way
for she did not leave
mother’s cannot leave
they are in you
look inside
she’s there
and that is unable to be taken now
that is all yours to keep
for evermore.
Donna Ashworth
From ‘LOSS
This one is my favourite and helped me through:
IF YOU ARE A WOMAN WITHOUT HER MOTHER
There will never be a day you don’t miss her.
Never a day, where you don’t wish you could hear her voice or ask for her advice just one more time.
There will never be a moment that you don’t regret all the times you screened her call, or missed a visit, simply because life was just too busy.
And now you realise busy is fake, it isn’t real.
She was real and she is gone.
And you are alone.
And the feeling of abandonment and loneliness is huge. Mind-blowing, no matter how loved or surrounded by family you may be.
None of it is her.
When the woman who brought you into this world is no longer here, it is a lonely place.
And you are now she.
You are now the one expected to guide, to discipline, to love, to handle everything, for everyone. And that is a shock.
But you got this.
Because she taught you well.
She made you right and she made you strong and she filled you with enough love to share around, even after she was gone.
So go on.
And make her proud.
And remember, look out for the little girl who still lives inside you somewhere, she misses her Mama very much.
Be kind.
Donna Ashworth
