Drip, patter, patter it is coming
Hear the near dead earth start to sing
Hidden life begins to push
Up towards the rain’s Woosh!
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. View all posts by willowdot21
14 thoughts on “Not the A to Z April Challenge : Monsoon”
Cool! I really like the poem Willow – so alive and exuberant and positive.
Thanks Paul … Just like you I hope.
Ha! It resonates. for sure. You are an early riser today. It is 1:38 am here , which if my calculations are right, makes it 6:38 where you are. (I may be off by a hour because the time changed here a month ago and I’m not sure if you guys changed too). Good Morning!
Hi Paul I was up at 5.30am but I had actually been kept awake all night by at cat… Story for another day. I was so busy I did not see your reply until now sorry. 🙂
I see the parched earth grin when the rain finally comes. I really like this one, Willow. Makes me happy like the kids in the picture. ❤ ❤
This is a happy Nonet and I am so pleased that it came over that way. I was very lucky with the photo of the children in the rain. ❤ 🙂
The whole thing is marvelous.
Thanks 🙂 I do try to do happy 😉
Yes, you do. There is a time for happy and sad. 🙂
Yes a time to everything under heaven! 🙂 ❤