Today is mother’s day. Many women in the world are receiving at least the one day of praise for all the days they deserve the praise.
My mother was a hard woman,and for her my feelings were always mixed. She had a disappointed life and took it out on me. My life has turned out to have far less disappointments than hers. I understand her wounds, but never could convince her I was not the cause of them.
So this Mother’s Day I take the bouquet of flowers and the
good wishes. I hope I’ve made a world for the children I’ve come in contact with (and for my son) that speaks positively of
nurturing. I am sad my own mother never lived to see my real accomplishments or acknowledged my small ones along the way. I hope mothers are more forgiving of their children just as we children (old and young) must forgive our mothers for not being perfect.


About christineemmert

Words have been part of my life. First the spoken word in my time as an actress and increasingly the written word in my shift to writer. I write across the genres, but mostly as a playwright and poet. My interest as my life extends is in the realm of tethering myth to the mundane reality where I live. In this vein I have expanded into stories and novels. Presently I look at how myths taken from past cultures can affect us today. Hence my novella of Lilith which is out on Kindle . I live in the Eastern Woodlands where I try to incorporate nature into my many writing projects. We are so in danger of losing that link to our very planet!
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