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. Back in 2010 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 " 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 53yrs this comming year. I have found 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.
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 be as strong 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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17 thoughts on “Christmas Lies Bleeding”
Hits close to home. I used to feel that way but I have made my peace with the holiday.
Listening to happy happy Christmas songs when you’re feeling blue is like being stabbed in the heart. Pre Christ – this was the season of lights when the only thing humans shared was warmth and hope the end of winter would come. I wish we could go back to those times – I bet Jesus Christ does to.
Yes I totally agree with you, the homeless, the abused, the poor,the depressed and the ill are not helped by what Christmas has become. I bet Jesus does wish we could go back to more innocent ways… sadly it is too late for that.
Christmas can be a miserable time for some, made worse by the fact that there are so many expectations on us to have a good time. A very powerful poem Willow xx
It is something I feel very strongly about, the poor, the abused the depressed the mentally ill, the homeless it is an awful time for them all. Any of these things are awful at any time but they seem worse at Christmas!!xxxxx
Jesus wasn’t even born on December 25. If he actually existed as a real person, he may be just a metaphor/alagory, many cultures have a virgin birth myth.
Hits close to home. I used to feel that way but I have made my peace with the holiday.
Yes, it is a very dark time for many! Glad you have made your peace with Christmas. xxxx
Oh Willow…. I only hope you can stay positive. .. Christmas or otherwise xxxx
Thank you Ritu I will do my best!
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Listening to happy happy Christmas songs when you’re feeling blue is like being stabbed in the heart. Pre Christ – this was the season of lights when the only thing humans shared was warmth and hope the end of winter would come. I wish we could go back to those times – I bet Jesus Christ does to.
Yes I totally agree with you, the homeless, the abused, the poor,the depressed and the ill are not helped by what Christmas has become. I bet Jesus does wish we could go back to more innocent ways… sadly it is too late for that.
hugs dear
Hugs back!!
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Christmas can be a miserable time for some, made worse by the fact that there are so many expectations on us to have a good time. A very powerful poem Willow xx
It is something I feel very strongly about, the poor, the abused the depressed the mentally ill, the homeless it is an awful time for them all. Any of these things are awful at any time but they seem worse at Christmas!!xxxxx
Yes, they really are. I feel the same 🙂
Jesus wasn’t even born on December 25. If he actually existed as a real person, he may be just a metaphor/alagory, many cultures have a virgin birth myth.
Yes I agree I am just saying sadly so much store is by people on Christmas it makes those in pain suffer more.
Thank you Paula I am honoured!