Mr. Don Charisma’s Compassion Challenge: This one’s been a long time coming. I started this blog over a year ago now and haven’t written but two poems about my mother. Lot’s of pain there, but good pain. I love her. We’ve been through a lot. She is what strives me to be who I am today. She is a woman of courage. One day, I’ll open up more about our relationship, but tonight I felt the need to write this poem. It worked out perfectly…I just had to go for it and write it. Not think, just do…(Tomorrow morning will feel like waking from a one night stand…be gental, friends.
Hey, Momma
It’s me, Audrey
Your red headed, baby girl
You left me in charge at twelve
I knew how to make lasagna
You taught me well
I also know that you had to go
Left without a feasible choice
You and Dad, loved each other
Somewhere deep inside
Young souls
Hard knocks
Emotional Distance
Ended it all
Now I understand
As a young girl I couldn’t have
I’m a woman
I’ve felt that pain
I tried my best to help you, during those days
Raised your three other beauties
While you chased a dream
Today, I understand life isn’t easy
When you sit back and reflect
You feel like you abandoned us
As children we would’ve agreed
As adults, we forgive
Four children have seen where you were
You and Dad, well, yeah, blew it
Teenage forever love, how many truly achieve
We love you both, and the times we’ve had
Forgive yourself
Live life now
Enjoy knowing we turned out well
We’re all part of you
Your love proved, seeded deep
Maybe, we wouldn’t change anything
We met our Dad, after you left
He had to meet us half way
He did, it’s okay
We all turned out fine
Blessed journeys either way
Parenting isn’t easy
No one is perfect, no way, no how
Belive it, tis true
Let’s make the most of our time now
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Very poignant. Beautiful.
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Thank you, Michael.
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The fact that you can write this beautiful poem from the loving place you write it….really does show that you DID turn out a whole lot MORE than alright. Bravo to your tenacity and beautiful heart! Gorgeous write.
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Thank you so much for your lovely comment. I appreciate it very much.
~Audrey
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A pleasure 😀
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Beautiful and touching Audrey, I adore this
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Thanks, Heather. xx
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Mom is lucky – she has a hell of a daughter.
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Thank you, Kate. I appreciate that, however, I’m pretty lucky as well. 🙂
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My sweet curly haired girlie. Things are not always thought out clearly…..and as life continues the foolishness of some are pointed and stark. My decisions are mine to be owned…even though the ones I made at “that” time are ones I have wished a million wishes I could take back.The pain is photographed in black and white…with no escape. Shadows whisper….and memories hang you out to dry. Clear thought was not present…and consequences were absent.No one will ever know my sorrow. I have shed my tears…my heart has cried….and my soul has wrenched. The lord has had his hand on each and every one of you kids…..I am in all your lives and we all love each other deeply…..and that is a blessing that I carry in my heart. Forgive myself….maybe someday…..but I missed so much….and caused so much ache! I have always loved flowers and all the flowers I have in my life…..keep me smiling …..and grateful……..THANK YOU
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Awesome, Audith. And I know you all turned out fine indeed! Hard things happen throughout life, I think. You definitely prove yourself a hero!
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We did turn out fine! ! Mom knows that, too. Hard things make us stronger.
Come on..hero. Whatever! Not!
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They do! Yes you are!
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I’m not. I’m really not.
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That’s the spirit.
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I’m sorry.
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Why? that’s how every hero must think.
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They should? Tell me more, Duke.
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Well, once they start thinking that they are, they aren’t anymore.
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You’ve warned me about that, Duke. I think you may be the most humble.
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I warn people about things all the time! I’m like a watchdog.
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You must stay busy!! And I keep bacon in my pocket.
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*laughing*
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*smiles*
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Brilliant as always x
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Thank you, my friend! xx
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This is lovely–so full of compassion and forgiving acceptance. Good Job.
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Thank you, Starr! Well, I did my best, but if I hadn’t written it quickly then I’d have chickened out.
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Truly, I’m envious–no way could I have been so kind (not proud of that, but I have to be honest).
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It takes a lot of faith to forgive and sometimes that isn’t enough, Starr. I truly had to put myself in her place, to feel what she must have felt when we were children. My mother is a good, honest, loving person, who has always wanted the best for us. It’s easy to forgive a woman like that.
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You’re right, that would make it easier–mine never got to a place where she could own up to anything. If she’d once humbled herself, or even just told me she loved me–I’d have melted and forgiven all. Instead, I’ve forgiven “by my will”, but my heart is still full of running wounds–I just keep takin’ it all to Jesus…and writing poetry.
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I’m sorry. I know. I have friends with the same problem. It may take more effort to own up than to forgive. I think you should keep doing just that, my friend. Write and give it to Jesus. I going to pray for you.
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Thank you so much for your prayers–you’re so lovely.
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I think you’re pretty lovely, too. Hugs!
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Incredible, and I bet your mom is crying tears of joy over these magical words.
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You are being awfully attentive tonight, Randall. Very sweet of you, you know. I’m waiting very nicely for a new post from you. It’s nice reading about where you’ve been. I suppose I’ll have to go and read where I left off. It’ll be like going back in time…which is always fun, of course.
Thank you! She’ll love these words, for sure.
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This is your best poem of all, Audrey. So strong and true and and genune and forgiving. So real. Listen, please, Audrey’s Mommy. She went deep in her heart and soul for this one.
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Hi, Mark! No, it isn’t the best one, but it is the one I’ve needed to write. You know, to open that window and to let it breathe. Yes, she’ll be a mess over this one, but all will be fine. She’s heard this forgiveness from all of her children many times. She just has to forgive herself.
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I hope she does, Audrey. Life is too short. Hang in there about this. Your poem is good.
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It’s a right mess, Mark. I was just rereading it. Ha.
Whatcha up to? Writing something exciting tonight?
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I spent the afternoon working hard on a Throwback that I’m posting tomorrow morning, Audrey. Tonight I’m just hanging out with the wife. Little TV, but can’t stay away from blog world, for some reason. 🙂
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A good place to be, Mark. I’ll be sure to check the post tomorrow. I love a good throwback. Hi to Karen!
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Thank you, Audrey. Same to you and yours, my friend.
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Thanks!
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