I'm having a little trouble with my husband's PC today, but it's Saturday Centus time again, and I'm determined to give it a go. I like Jenny's prompt this week and have added the requisite words to create a small story. As custom dictates, the prompt is in red.
A Mother's Love
That first night on earth without her mother, she lay quietly, eyes darting round the room, looking for monsters. John had held her through the wee hours before drifting off to sleep, a desertion she regretted but understood. It was her mother's absence she felt, anyway, her mother's sleep she resented.
Trembling with grief and a fear she could neither comprehend nor define, she chided herself. Geez Annie, the woman was 98 years old and in poor health, for heaven's sake. Hadn't she earned a rest? Closing her eyes, she reached for needed comfort, blindly seeking.
"Hush little baby, don't you cry..."
Anne couldn't hear the words, but oh, she felt them. And knew the power of a mother's love.
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I am a lucky woman, whose 84-year-old mother is with her still. This story is for any friend who needs to remember that death cannot contain a mother's love.
25 comments:
I'm so glad both our moms are still with us. We are so blessed.
Beautiful write!
That's the way I felt when Rod's mum died! I adored her.
This is wonderful, Sue. I have lived out this scenario numbers of times with daughters and mothers. You put it to words in your usual elegant way.
Namaste.........cj
Beautiful and yes I've seen a mother's and grandmother's love in action even after death. It's there.
Very nice Sue...your writing style superb...Peace and blessings
Wow. That was so beautiful. Just about made me cry.
Unlike Karen M's almost crying, I'm afraid that I did and I'm still not over it. Wow! It brought back memories of when my Mom died. That first night I'm sure I didn't sleep either. And of course I am thinking of my sweet daughter who wrote the words, hoping that her night won't be so bad when die.
Funny, when you get to be my age, you start thinking about dying. What will I finally die of? Will it be painful? When will it happen? Will I know that my time is up? How hard will it be to really say goodbye, providing I do have time.to do so. Morbid thoughts, I know, but still they are realistic and here. Not all the time, thank heavens, because I still feel that I have a lot of living to do, and of course waiting for Todd to graduate Med School. This post will be sad for a lot of people though, but I have to say, Sue, you did a good job, as usual.
Sharp and evoking deep feelings...good job.
This was so real. I often hear my Mom's words of comfort in my head. I hear her advice, I hear her humor. A mother's love is much too powerful to just leave when she does.
I almost can't bear the thought already.
And an amazing mother you have, Sue! Reading this one with a tear in my eye.
This is so beautifully worded, Sue. I'm especially struck by your statement that death cannot contain a mother's love. Wow. Thank you.
xoRobyn
I miss my mom. And my grandmother. Very emotional piece Sue!~Ames
smiles. i remember hearing those words as well...and they def bring comfort...
There's very litle to say to this. It resonates with us all it seems.
Wow! It's amazing how much emotion is contained in these few short paragraphs!
I am also blessed to still have my sweet, 88-year-old mother with us.
Just 2 months since she [98] slipped off to be with dad ...not easy to read passed the tears.... well said.
Or a grandmother's love... We're all still looking around for her before we remember she's gone for the time being. But I'm lucky to have my mom AND dad, and they're both doing pretty well. Beautiful story Sue.
My Mom celebrates her 85th b-day on Tues...and I'm so glad she's happy and healthy and still here to give us all a giggle and her love. Her Mom passed away when my Mom was only 9...so I'm sure this post would make her cry.
Oh Sue! Way to make me cry in the morning!
When my mother's mom passed away (almost 15 years ago now) I remember my mother clutching a soft baby pillow as she slept. I asked Dad about it and he said it reminded my mother of my grandmother and helped comfort her at night.
A mother's love is something to be cherished...
Wowzers ! Awesome story Sue and so very true...a mother's love is palatable and eternal !!!
I live in fear of this moment, more for my husband than for myself (he so adores his mother). Your way with words is so inspiring.
So beautiful and moving...a mother's love is always steps ahead of any other love...
Sue, this was so beautiful and moving. It brought me to tears. You really captured the poignancy of loss here in such a profound way.
Bravo!
Bravo!
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