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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27 thoughts on “Stone Wall”
I feel a lot of pain in these two pieces. Dark and broken. 😦
Well done.
Feelings, deep and dark, wanting to communicate, yet held back by a wall, silence…. Wonderfully done, both times Sweet Willow. Hugs aplenty always. xPenx
(Ooh, and don’t be scared of the Boogeyman, I’ll protect thee xxx)
Extremely evocative, my dear… Your sorrow is reflected in my tears for you… Be strong, though, you’re not alone…. Sorry I can’t stay longer to see more posts… I try to get by when I’m not in too much pain, but, tonight isn’t one of those times… I’ll be back when I can stay longer, see more posts, & have the wherewithal to talk more…
all too common …
sad how only one side usually sees or feels
until its too late and the other gives up
you’re such a strong visual writer of real life Willow
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Such power in your words and images! Those walls are so strong and no one has the strength (or desire) to dismantle them. They become prison walls for too many. Once again, thanks for tackling the tough issues.
I know this wall as well… I wrote about it here (http://samanthamariahjane.wordpress.com/2007/06/09/treat-me-like-a-stranger/) … and there… in what now seems like (dark) ages ago… Believe it or not… we also conquered that wall… but, not before nearly everything else had to pretty much crumble around it as well…
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willowdot21 
I feel a lot of pain in these two pieces. Dark and broken. 😦
Well done.
Thank you.
😉
🙂 reaching out.
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Feelings, deep and dark, wanting to communicate, yet held back by a wall, silence…. Wonderfully done, both times Sweet Willow. Hugs aplenty always. xPenx
xxx)
(Ooh, and don’t be scared of the Boogeyman, I’ll protect thee
Hugs back to you too. Sad but common situation..
Thanks I need protection from the boogie man 😦 xxx
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Hugs xxxx
Hugs to you too xxx
Milady Willow…
Extremely evocative, my dear… Your sorrow is reflected in my tears for you… Be strong, though, you’re not alone…. Sorry I can’t stay longer to see more posts… I try to get by when I’m not in too much pain, but, tonight isn’t one of those times… I’ll be back when I can stay longer, see more posts, & have the wherewithal to talk more…
Take care, you are loved….
each broken part has a place
just waiting for someone to figure out where it belongs again…
such a stillness within these words….
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A sad but common situation. Thanks for reading and commenting I value your thoughts always xxx
all too common …
sad how only one side usually sees or feels
until its too late and the other gives up
you’re such a strong visual writer of real life Willow
)0(
XXX
Thanks Bear this is all very interesting
Next week is CLOUDS ……
I know this wall. Well enough to know it can come down. Seems a lifetime may pass in the meantime.
Yes that is true, this wall is there but somehow unrecognised!
Evokes so much emptiness, sorrow, loneliness, sadness, desperation, loss. A flame suffocating from lack of oxygen. Very well done!
Russ
Thank you Ross it is a sad situation sadly more comon than admitted! Be blessed and thank you for your kind words!! xxxxxxxxxx
Such power in your words and images! Those walls are so strong and no one has the strength (or desire) to dismantle them. They become prison walls for too many. Once again, thanks for tackling the tough issues.
Walls are meant to be broken down sadly that is not always possible! xxxxx
I know this wall as well… I wrote about it here (http://samanthamariahjane.wordpress.com/2007/06/09/treat-me-like-a-stranger/) … and there… in what now seems like (dark) ages ago… Believe it or not… we also conquered that wall… but, not before nearly everything else had to pretty much crumble around it as well…
Yes I do believe you . It is almost impossible but the view from the other side is worth the effort. Well done you. Going to read your post now. 🙂 xxx