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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53 thoughts on “A life given in love. Mum Gentle She Was.”
A lovely tribute to your Mum, Willow.
Thank you John, it’s still like yesterday sometimes 🌹🌹🌹
I’m sure it is. 🤗
That’s life isn’t it 💜💜
Sounds like a cue for ole blue eyes. https://youtu.be/avU2aarQUiU
She loved old Frank oh! And Bing Crosby 💜
Such a beautiful and heartfelt tribute, Willow 🤍✨
Thank you and it’s all true 💜💜💜
❤ Such love.
She was amazing bless her 💜
A beautiful tribute, Sis 🥰
Beautiful poem, Willow, really beautiful.
Thank you Jane 💜
I weep for you, for her, for me. She will always be a part of who you are and for that you are blessed.
Thank you she will always be in my heart and the quiet man too 💜💜
such a beautiful tribute
Thank you 💜
Beautifully done, Willow 🧡💜🧡
Thank you …still miss her after all these years 💜
Lovely you are to remember your mum so creatively. You turned her memory to art you did 🌹
Thank you, she was inspiring in her gentle way.💜💜
Such a beautiful tribute to a beautiful mother/ lady/ wife.
Yes she was a lovely lady …still missed 💜💜
I’m sure. Hugs.
This is the first time I’ve read it. A lovely tribute, Willow.
Thank you Chel she was a lovely person I still miss her so much 💜
OH my, Willow, what a beautiful poem and tribute to your mother. She was so lovely looking.
She was inside and out, she was about twenty in that photo ….I miss her so 💜
I had tears in my eyes reading this Bee. Parts of it reminded me of my Mother who passed away six years ago this month.
Hi Glyn it was not Bee who wrote this poem . It was me willow. My mum was amazing, I lost her over twenty odd years ago and sometimes it feels like yesterday. I am so sorry for your loss too 💜💜💜💜
Yes, sorry willow, I don’t know why I still sometimes get you and Bee mixed up?
No worries Glyn I often mix up John Holton and Jim Adams ….we all do it ❤️❤️❤️
Memories, and losing your mum is something I understand. Mine died ten years ago. She was such a character and I miss her every day.
I am so sorry for your loss too it is hard isn’t it , it is over double that time for me and like you I miss her every day …we are blessed that our mum’s were in our lives 💜💜
We are blessed❤
Yes indeed 💜😂
It’s not easy to make a poem’s reader actually feel some of what you do on such an intense and sensitive subject ~ but you’ve succeeded here. 👏👏
Thank you I am glad I touched you 🙂💜
I beautiful tribute to a lovely and strong woman. Well done, Willow.
Thank you Dan 💜💜
How wonderful and beautifully written! You were blessed with such a mother.
I was and my Dad was special too , thank you for reading 💜
My pleasure, Willow. You were ‘2 for 2’, I don’t think most children grow up with two special parents. 😍
I know I was blessed and it wasn’t always a bed of roses but it was a safe haven 💜