I reach out to Mother only to discover she is missing; she has gone in search of me.
The dream unsettles me. I capture the essence by writing it down, then set the words aside, not knowing where to begin. The sorrow lingers.
I remember the moment I knew I’d been displaced in my mother’s life. I was four and needing Mother’s comfort. I sought to sit on her lap, only the lap was already taken: a wriggling, crying infant now took precedence. So, I learned to find solace from another Mother – Nature’s reassuring presence.
“I depended on you for so much,” Mom told me once, catching me by surprise. “You were my rock – independent, smart – and also an enigma. I felt inadequate as a mother.”
I learned not to need my mother, through childhood, adolescence (left home at seventeen) and even throughout my own parenting years. There was always something more pressing than me.
More often than not, it was I who played the adult role – consoling, listening, attempting to be therapist. I helped her get a lawyer when life with Dad became to much. I defended her against the outrage of older siblings, and counselled her out of suicidal tendencies.
“Even a rock needs a mother,” I should have said.
Part of the sorrow I feel, is that now she is 93 and her time is running out, I may never find the mothering that four year old self yearns for.
“You won’t let me die alone, will you?” she asked me recently. Of course not.
Ironically, the dream tells me, while I’ve been searching for her, she’s been searching for me, as if our entire lives we have circled each other without closing the gap – maintaining an illusion of distance.
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There are patterns which emerge in one’s life, circling and returning anew, an endless variation of a theme.
– Jacqueline Carey, Kushiel’s Chosen
Circling becomes the focus this week. Birds do it, dogs do it, we do it. Respond in whatever way the muse leads you, and then create a link back to this page. I look forward to your insights.
I am intrigued by your prompt, but the only phrase that kept popping up in my brain was “circling the drain” and I didn’t want to follow up on that thought! (my poetry skills fall short on “brain and drain” LOL)
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Definitely don’t go there on my behalf
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My first outing to take photos in months. Felt good, even though I had to traverse a little, hilly incline. My knee doesn’t like hills, but it was the only way to get to the shoreline. https://odaciuk.wordpress.com/2020/05/23/instant-summer/
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I know the feeling – have pushed myself to get the shot too. Well worth it.
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Lovely image and words
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Sorrowful tale.
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Love this take!
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Strikingly thought provoking.
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This was a very moving post. My mother also once said to me that she thought she was inadequate as a mother. She never was. The gave me what I needed from the moment I was born until the moment she died. I hope that you and your mother can find what you need in each other.
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Thanks Liz. Given the circumstances of her life, I know she has loved me within her capacity. I harboured anger for years, but realize the futility of that now. I have forgiven her, but somehow, the sorrow lingers.
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https://jengoldie493473930.wordpress.com/2020/05/19/oblivious-j-e-goldie-vjs-weekly-challenge-96-circling-may-19-2020/
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Wonderful. Thank you!
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A painful prompt. But familiar with.
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Hugs Jen.
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💜 Thank you
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Sad but powerful.
Life is not easy for some of us.
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No, it isn’t always easy, and so we grow. Thanks.
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I couldn’t help but think of my daughter on this one.
https://aikalandros.com/2020/05/19/words-for-you/
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Heart warming.
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Thanks for joining in!
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Here is my entry:
https://mmastorytime.com/2020/05/19/flash-fiction-the-biggest-fight-in-history/
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Nicely written.
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Here is my take – https://amanpan.com/2020/05/19/we-fall-down-we-get-up/
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Like the rhythm of this – well done.
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A dark one from me this time.
https://radhikasreflection.wordpress.com/2020/05/19/abyss/
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The darkness that precedes rebirth, I’d say.
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Resonating over here.
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Here you go. 🙂 https://iwriteher.com/2020/05/18/savior/
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Love this!
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Thanks for the prompt VJ. Here is my take
https://syncwithdeep.wordpress.com/2020/05/19/circling-memories/
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Well done!
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https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2020/05/18/premonitions/
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Interesting post
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Reblogged this on Reena Saxena.
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This touches somewhere very close. At times, it is not a sibling, just that expectations and value systems are different.
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You are so right, Reena. So difficult to close that circle of distance.
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Its so true.. Being eldest in my family, i can relate so much… life is so!!!
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Many ironies. Thanks for your comment.
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Heart wrenching reality! Beautifully penned…
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Thank you!
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