Saturday, May 12, 2012

Mother by Diane

For those 7 weeks, we were one, you and I.
I stroked you, sang to you until the pain silenced
my song.
As you drained from me, I was a mother no more.

By: Diane Turner
at 2:32 PM

22 comments:

  1. AnonymousMay 12, 2012 at 2:55 PM

    Powerful, emotional work. You really took it to a higher level.

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    1. DianeMay 13, 2012 at 7:18 PM

      Thank you for your kind words. Tough one to write.

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  2. barbaraMay 12, 2012 at 5:01 PM

    heartbreaking.

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    1. DianeMay 13, 2012 at 7:19 PM

      It happens to so many, and the common response is: It's for the best.
      It's probably true, but hard to hear at the time.

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  3. AnonymousMay 12, 2012 at 9:54 PM

    Oh how I know this part of motherhood.

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    1. DianeMay 13, 2012 at 7:19 PM

      I'm so sorry. One never forgets.
      Thanks for reading.

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  4. SandraMay 12, 2012 at 10:26 PM

    Gut-wrenching. These words are full of pain and emotion.

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    1. DianeMay 13, 2012 at 7:20 PM

      Hard to write as well, even though it was years ago.
      Thank you.

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  5. OldDogNewTitsMay 13, 2012 at 12:06 AM

    I'm sorry. I know your pain and I'm just so sorry.

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    1. DianeMay 13, 2012 at 7:21 PM

      I'm so sorry for you, too, and for all the others.
      Thanks for reading.

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  6. AnonymousMay 13, 2012 at 4:43 AM

    Oh, sad, very a=sad. My first baby did not last that long. Just 6 weeks, I think.

    ~Imelda

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    1. AnonymousMay 13, 2012 at 4:45 AM

      Hah! I am sorry for the typo. Baby on my lap. :-D

      ~Imelda

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    2. Diane TurnerMay 13, 2012 at 7:17 PM

      Best place for that babe. Thanks for reading.

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  7. karenMay 13, 2012 at 8:58 AM

    This is such a heartbreaking tale of motherhood. Beautiful and haunting.

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    1. DianeMay 13, 2012 at 7:22 PM

      Difficult subject for everyone who has had the experience.
      Thanks for your kind words.

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  8. AnonymousMay 13, 2012 at 9:27 AM

    :(

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  9. Jester QueenMay 13, 2012 at 8:17 PM

    Oh Diane, I am so sorry. The words don't convey the depth of grief, and yes, guilt that go with that statement. It's not that I would give mine up to somehow save yours, but that I wish yours could have lived to be wacky like mine.

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  10. Jester QueenMay 13, 2012 at 8:19 PM

    I don't think my comment took. I'll try again.

    I'm so sorry. Words can't express the depth of my grief and yes, guilt. It's not that I would give mine up to save yours. It's that I wish yours could have lived to be as kooky as mine.

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  11. Jester QueenMay 13, 2012 at 8:20 PM

    Sigh. AND as soon as I put in the second comment, the first appeared. Clearly, I feel REALLY bad, right?

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  12. AnonymousMay 13, 2012 at 11:05 PM

    This is one of those pieces that is amazing because it's just honest words of real pain. Not contrived for the sake of creating a story.

    As others have stated, I'm sorry for your loss, and that of others who have experienced the trauma.

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  13. TrifectaMay 14, 2012 at 4:30 AM

    This is exceptionally good. It's hard to read and it must have been even harder to write. But it's written beautifully and sensitively. It's a powerful response to the prompt. Thanks for linking up

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