When we were young we were strong no one could hurt us as long, as we were together supporting each other for ever.
With the sun in the sky we ran for hours, our spirits high. Caring and sharing our days learning and growing in so many ways.
Going to school holding hands learning the rules, happily playing all day finding out many truths on the way.
Growing up together leaning on each other taught us more than all the lessons or all the books. It has made us strong taught us right from wrong , shown us when to laugh and when to cry . Now we are grown we may be miles apart but together with love our hearts are sown.
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and
hopefully in to light ??
I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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For most people childhood was just like this. A wonderful fun time. For far too many of our kids, childhood is different due to abuse, molestation, poverty and Illiteracy. The New Year is an opportunity to change childhood for these kids. Hugs, Barbara
OH! yes Barbara I do hope we can start to improve the life of the unfortunate children who are failed by the system . We need love and care we need more friendships. Happy New Year my dear friends!
Goodness me – I hated my life as an adolescent – and from what I am told I was a boy who cried and screamed all the time (not that I can remember those years till I was 4 or so). But then, let’s see, maybe there is a window in there of a couple of years, yes I believe so – a moment of sunshine around 8-10 years of age, I do believe so when I was not terrrified or whinging and whining or all at once. Thank you for your post….
Hi I am sorry to hear that you had such a hard time as a child. I myself was a lonely child even though I came from a large family I was eight years younger than the next child and fourteen years younger than the eldest sister I was often on my own. I was also bullied at school and for a while at work. I wrote that poem from imagination. In adulthood I have formed very close friendships and a friendship from school. One girl who befriended me when I was thirteen and we are still in touch to this day. So I really hope that things are better with you now .I wish you a happy new year and look forward to see your posts. 😉
Hi there – things are much better for me now – I think my masochism is and was originally a protective thing – now the problem is that the protection is my problem, if that makes sense. But the protection worked in that I have found a much saner and better life than when I was young. Happy new year to you too!
Life can be so cruel or is mean a better word. I think we both have turned out okay. I hope we both stay that way . Be lucky and happy.
I will do my best for that – at the moment for some reason I am riding higher upswings of mood – and deeper depressions than before. No risk of death etc, but it is a pretty weird thing to be exploring and revisiting. I feel it is good for me though so long as it does not wreck everything I have managed to pull together that is…
Friendships help dull the pain of an unforgiving world…
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For most people childhood was just like this. A wonderful fun time. For far too many of our kids, childhood is different due to abuse, molestation, poverty and Illiteracy. The New Year is an opportunity to change childhood for these kids. Hugs, Barbara
OH! yes Barbara I do hope we can start to improve the life of the unfortunate children who are failed by the system . We need love and care we need more friendships. Happy New Year my dear friends!
Goodness me – I hated my life as an adolescent – and from what I am told I was a boy who cried and screamed all the time (not that I can remember those years till I was 4 or so). But then, let’s see, maybe there is a window in there of a couple of years, yes I believe so – a moment of sunshine around 8-10 years of age, I do believe so when I was not terrrified or whinging and whining or all at once. Thank you for your post….
Hi I am sorry to hear that you had such a hard time as a child. I myself was a lonely child even though I came from a large family I was eight years younger than the next child and fourteen years younger than the eldest sister I was often on my own. I was also bullied at school and for a while at work. I wrote that poem from imagination. In adulthood I have formed very close friendships and a friendship from school. One girl who befriended me when I was thirteen and we are still in touch to this day. So I really hope that things are better with you now .I wish you a happy new year and look forward to see your posts. 😉
Hi there – things are much better for me now – I think my masochism is and was originally a protective thing – now the problem is that the protection is my problem, if that makes sense. But the protection worked in that I have found a much saner and better life than when I was young. Happy new year to you too!
Life can be so cruel or is mean a better word. I think we both have turned out okay. I hope we both stay that way . Be lucky and happy.
I will do my best for that – at the moment for some reason I am riding higher upswings of mood – and deeper depressions than before. No risk of death etc, but it is a pretty weird thing to be exploring and revisiting. I feel it is good for me though so long as it does not wreck everything I have managed to pull together that is…
Friendships help dull the pain of an unforgiving world…
yes they certainly do!
making memories of the hearts bond (!_!)
Sometimes even the memories are made not real but comforting anyway.