Scared and burdened with emotional wounds throughout its journey on earth. Never knowing the touch of a mother’s hand, no words of I love you, one child was showered with love, the other the mother could not stand. All of the tomorrows’ the path long and steep; it searched a lifetime to asking why did the mothers’ anger run so deep. A lifetime of sadness, the hate clear; the mother was spiteful.
The moment the mother was laid in the ground. Truth in its abandonment never found, this abused Soul tries to remember that understanding and unhappiness are closely bound. Band from seeing her mother in those last precious days, lies told many things stole. The soul now grown did not want her possessions, she hoped to hear her say the words, I love you, but it was too late. To the end the mother held on to her hate.
When anger and depression fuse together, they give birth to madness. Loathing emotions born out of the pits of darkness holds an emptiness and void that can never find contentment. Madness thinks of death, is in harmony with Stillness. It feels pain, lives in blackness, hopes for nothing; survives as its opponent living life be aware-its toxic and filled with madness.
The hospital room has become a sanctuary of darkness and light. My Angels are living here with me during every sleeping and waking moment. Their love and kindness are teaching me patience; the pain cleans my soul showing me the way.
I do believe that their light shines upon me. They also with the pills made available takes me from the darkness and pain, the pain is leaving me with a certain wisdom that I have never known before. Maybe this road that I must now travel is a blessing in disguise. Bone cancer, will do this to one! One where I can see the truth and bring it to others in my writing.
If this newly found wisdom brings me closer to home, it will all be worth it. My Dixie is another Angel in my life, so loving never meets a stranger, never mad always happy and she loves her mama. When you are looking death in the face, you either embrace it or try to hide it. I am trying to be open to this new chapter in my life and share it with all who will read my blog. It is hard to explain how beautiful life can be if you remove yourself from toxic “things”. Love and forgiveness is truly the right path to journey upon. I will continue to write my fiction, to create my poetry and prose. Please visit often. EAJM
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