Dear Mother…
This post has ‘reblog’ written all over it. My friend Dawn has such a gift. I know you’ll love this as much as I do. — Lisa
Dear young mother at the park,
Today I watched you stand by the bay, holding your baby boy, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of you. I’m not a stalker; I’m an aging mother, and seeing you there, touched me. The sun was shining, the breeze making the waves kick up the water. Your little boy, a year and a half? Maybe two? Your boy slept with his chubby arms wrapped around your neck, his head nestled against your chest, his face in your neck. Oh my God, how my heart skipped a beat. His face looked like my little boys’, twenty-three years ago, eighteen years ago. I think it really did look like my boy–– but that happens more and more these days. It’s been a long time since a little boy held my neck and slept so contentedly.
You stood there for a long time, and I wondered…
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Loved this post so much. Thank you for sharing it, Lisa! Hope you had an awesome Mother’s Day!
Aww, thanks, kind Em. You too. I’m jealous that you have Cee to cuddle up with. 😉
Wow, awesome reblog. Wonderful read this morning.
Thanks. She describes those feelings so well. I can feel and breath in that sweet smell of my babies while I’m reading this. Dawn is a great writer, because she writes from the heart.
Puts a lump in my throat. I loved the ” their sweat was the sacred smell I knew” I agree she draws you in so easily. Loved it.
Now if only I could think that romantically about the smell of college girls stinky shoes and laundry she brought home. I better close my eyes and dream. Haaa
Hahhahaha!!!!
Thanks SO much Lisa, for sharing my work. So generous of you, and much appreciated! You are the best. No doubt, Unfetteredbs has a point though… the returning from college bit is far less yummy! 🙂 love you mighty. xo dawn
Awwwwww. Tis made my day! I miss those sweet days with a longing that never really leaves (days that I, too, am reminded of by my once pert breasts). I don’t miss puberty. Hah!
Did you have to mention the loss of our pert breasts? hahaha!
I know, right?
Thanks for that – kind of hypnotic, like a baby sleeping, radiating warmth, and pulsing with life against your chest. I, like everyone else, won’t go into what happens when they get older… 😉
Once again, I responded but it didn’t post. I wonder what’s going on with my wordpress account? “…kind of hypnotic, like a baby sleeping, radiating warmth, and pulsing with life against your chest.” When I can’t find the words but have the feeling, you always seem able to provide the very best descriptions. That’s it exactly, Vickie. I love this comment. 🙂 I’ve got to say, this group of women have to be the most exceptional mothers – just from the comments alone, I can see a world of nurturing warmth. It makes me happy. Thanks, V!
Worth sharing, indeed!
Thanks, kind sir! I always love it when you drop by for a visit. I hope all is well in your world. 🙂
Hi Lisa,
Sorry for parachuting into another of your threads again, but I wanted to reply to your reply (!) to my reply (!!) at Beguiling Hollywood and be sure you saw it. Thank you so much for your appreciative comments they meant an awful lot to me, lovely lady. It was my pleasure to “stir your pot” (;)) in my well-intentioned if clumsy way. I am not really a very good person but it warmed my heart to hear (well, *read*) you say I’d been some help to you.
I only yesterday read precisely what happened to you last thanksgiving, a post that made me think violent thoughts and hug you so tightly you’d feel nothing could ever hurt you (!), you are one admirable, courageous, gorgeous woman; never doubt that everything will come right. You have the heart, the spirit, the wherewithal, to do everything you want to. You are strong and sensitive and gracious and kind, whole new vistas will open up for you and all sorrow will be as dust. As. Dust.
Of course, you may think I’m talking clap trap!
I had to do something I didn’t want to today, and I’ve been feeling upset, powerless, and unloved but when I think of your comments I feel a little better. Thank you.
I believe Vickie Lester is putting another episode of The Date up today, I hope you like it.
Big Hug from Little George 🙂
You can parachute, hijack, or just pop in any old time, George. My door is always open to you, my friend. “I am not really a very good person…” I have no idea where this notion could have originated…? I’m hoping it’s a typo. Not only are you a very good person, you are sensitive, warm and keen, the likes of which I don’t come across often. You’ve made only the very best impression on me. You’re empathic heart is so dear. When you wrote that last comment about how you arrive at the understanding of your characters I knew immediately that you’re the real deal. You FEEL things accurately, understanding the hearts and minds of those around you and loving them in spite of their flaws (because you see yourself in the same way). Well, George, this is a gift from God. Truly. It is your gift. Everyone has one and this is yours.
If you’ve been feeling upset, powerless and unloved then we’re on the same sad cycle. Your words have given me something to smile about — maybe, just maybe, we can find a little solace in our current life situations together. We can form a little club, I’ll let you come up with the name. 😉
I don’t think there’s any worse feeling than that of being powerless in your own life, that, and feeling unloved. Two of the most painful, I’d say. I’m with you in spirit George. We’ll get through this and “…whole new vistas will open up for you and all sorrow will be as dust. As. Dust.” I think I’m going to print these words and put them on my nightstand. You have no idea how comforting you’ve been. Thank you from the depths of my broken heart. I obviously don’t know what you’re going through but I imagine it’s pretty awful and I want you to know I’m here any time you need a shoulder or want to vent. Feel free to email me anytime. I mean it. Anytime. Vickie has my email.
Let’s not even get started on the topic of Vickie Lester. Talk about a healing balm. Such complete kindness that comes from such a pure place… She amazes me and gives me hope that there may be others like her out in the world. 🙂 I think you’re from that same kind-hearted tribe, George. I really do. xoxo
Lisa
Oh, dear sweet Lisa, “thank you from the depths of my broken heart”, don’t…you’re making me cry; you are such a magnificent, sensitive woman. I can’t believe anyone could treat you badly, could hurt you, dear heart. Your words provide warmth when I’ve felt cold, partly lost (I’m afraid I can’t love myself despite my flaws as I can my characters!). I deeply appreciate your thoughtfulness, we should form that “club” together 😉 I would like to provide an ear for you, and a shoulder for you to cry on (if you ever required one) and would love to take you up on your email offer. I, too, believe we could help each other when we’re feeling low I reach out my hand to you, if you ever want to take it my gentle, aching friend… I can’t pretend to have been through what you’ve been through but I’m not a stranger to sorrow (if that doesn’t sound too ridiculously self-pitying ;)) and I understand. The wonderful Vickie is busy at the moment (great news about the book!) so if you’d like to contact me just use the email address I posted this comment under.
I hope you are having a stress-free and satisfying day to suit your empathetic loveliness,
a healing hug,
George 🙂
Thanks for that, George.
Healing hugs all the way around. 😉
Lisa
🙂
Hey Lisa,
I know there are too many “George Kaplans” in this thread but I thought I’d check in and wish you a lovely day. I hope you are feeling invigorated and comfortable, my interwebs friend.
Warm Wishes,
George a.k.a. Mr Chatty
I’m so glad you checked in. That’s so very sweet, George. I was thinking about you for a good part of my morning, too – I do my best thinking then. I believe when our blogging friends start to seep into our thoughts away from the computer, then you know there is a deeper connection there. I’m having a lovely day because the sky is blue, the temperature is warm and Mr. George Kaplan checked in on me. 🙂
I hope you are also feeling invigorated but mostly I hope you are feeling loved, even a wee bit – on so many levels I know you are. One last thing, as a therapist I approach all of my clients with the understanding that everyone is good. Some of us have been lead to believe otherwise, and it causes us to make poor choices for ourselves, but trust me, after a little excavating and erasing some false messages, the goodness shines through. You are good and you are loved. Make no mistake.
Now, you go have a day to match your beautiful spirit. 🙂
Thinking of you…
L.
Oh, Lisa, aren’t you just the *loveliest*? Thank you for your thoughtful, tender, heart-swelling words. I, too, have been thinking of you. I’m so *pleased* that the day is treating you as well as you deserve, my weblogging friend 😉
It is a pleasant day here in Blighty too, and all the better for your gorgeous reply.
I have the transcendent Vickie to thank for so much (most of all for her being *her*) and getting to web-meet you is one more precious thing!
I am feeling quite bouyant today, and your words have made me more so. 🙂 Continue enjoying a warming day, sweet lady. Know that your gentle and compassionate heart is appreciated.
Hugs, George
Nice read….Best of luck keep posting 🙂
Thank you so much. I’m glad you enjoyed this. By the way, thanks for following me. I’ve slowed down a bit for the summer but will pick up shortly.
Thanks again!
Lisa
It was my pleasure 🙂