Just Fooling About With Bee said: Nothing yet, no prompt so I am going with second part of yesterday’s blog. The darkerside of love.
This post is harsh and I apologise if it offends anyone.
I chose Butterfly Kisses by Bob Carlisle because it is a song of love from a father for a daughter , true love not the twisted hurtful emotion in the poem.
She is hurt and bleeding but this secret she must keep,
For she is Daddy’s princess and he tells her it’s love
So she prays for sleep and an end this, please God above.
Deep blue eyes, pools you could dive into
Pert ruby red lips, taught not say what is true.
Blonde beautiful curls surround her face
This facade hides her pain and disgrace.
This is Just fooling around with Bee Idea for a February daily challenge! To suit her spoilt inner child…. and mine come to that so here we go! Hold on to your heart! Join in here
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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Referred to photos, story sad, we have power failure for the night so I screamed through the posts. My bad. Doing this from mobile phone now.
Sorry I sounded shocked but it was not a beautiful post, as sad and needed one but … I am sorry you have a powercut, watch the predictive text it can say the most awful things!! if you don’t watch it! Have a good evening and thanks for readingxx
No sorry from me. I would have been shocked too.
all sorted now! 🙂
I don’t think it is offensive. If it is offensive to people it rings true to their memories as well. Having been through this journey I know the pain it brings until it is released. Thank you for sharing a piece of yourself.
i do not have first hand knowledge of this type of abuse, thankfully, and I am sorry that you have . I though suffered different abuse and I do feel it is important to get things like this out in the open. Thank you for reading. xx
Wow – so empathetic and well written . . . I know this is a horribly sad soul-ripping situation, but you told the story so eloquently and appropriately. Bravo, Willow!
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Referred to photos, story sad, we have power failure for the night so I screamed through the posts. My bad. Doing this from mobile phone now.
Sorry I sounded shocked but it was not a beautiful post, as sad and needed one but … I am sorry you have a powercut, watch the predictive text it can say the most awful things!! if you don’t watch it! Have a good evening and thanks for readingxx
No sorry from me. I would have been shocked too.
all sorted now! 🙂
I don’t think it is offensive. If it is offensive to people it rings true to their memories as well. Having been through this journey I know the pain it brings until it is released. Thank you for sharing a piece of yourself.
i do not have first hand knowledge of this type of abuse, thankfully, and I am sorry that you have . I though suffered different abuse and I do feel it is important to get things like this out in the open. Thank you for reading. xx
Wow – so empathetic and well written . . . I know this is a horribly sad soul-ripping situation, but you told the story so eloquently and appropriately. Bravo, Willow!
Thank you Sadie it was a hard one to write. So sad that it really does go on. xxx