I wrote a poem over the last few days to work out my feelings about Mother’s Day and my mother. I have nowhere else to share it, so I’m plopping it here, below. I think writing this was helpful for me, maybe? Not sure how I feel about the final work, but the process was actually pretty cool for working through my feelings, clipping them down. Does anyone else write for therapy, poems or anything else?
Perhaps this will resonate with some of you who have settled into similar relationships with your mothers to the one I have with mine. Anyway, here goes (dropping as an image because formatting is impossible):
Take care of yourselves today. It’s tricky, being a woman with a complicated mother relationship. It’s okay to feel however we do. I hope despite everything that’s ever happened, that right now you have true, deep love in your life. With someone else, for others, for yourself…just some true, deep, unshakable love. You are worthy of that, just the way you are. <3
The best piece of advice I’ve ever been given, received in a moment when I didn’t know how to go on simply because of how broken hearted I was: The way forward is with a broken heart.
Since that day, I have noticed how many “broken-hearted but still moving” people I know. Living is hard and very few of us are not carrying wounds of some kind. But here we all are…just out here, walking around with broken hearts…but busy hands, and feet that keep moving forward.
Thank you for reading my poem.
What strikes me the most from your poem is its kindness, with you offering it on this day when some people may really NEED to hear it the most.
It is unlikely that you would have that level of kindness if you hadn’t had your heart broken. But also, you chose to learn from it, and carry that with you rather than simply shut it down.
So beneath that, it seems to me, is bravery also.:-)