Tag Archive | children

Looking forward

May29

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Need to look forward not backward

When looking backward I’ll miss my times with Nick at home

Our early morning chats as we had breakfast

And the rest of the family was asleep

Seeing him make lunch with left overs each day

Asking me, “can I take the whole thing?”

Giving himself lots of time so as not to rush in the morning

Reminding him to take two Cold Fx when he was sniffling

And wondering if he had got enough sleep

But as I look forward 

I’ll enjoy Nick and Magalie coming over for dinner

Or somethings brunch

Planning get aways together when their busy schedules allow

Watching them decorate their place 

And create a cozy space for themselves

And thank God for the internet

We no longer live in the same house

But he is a few clicks away

And he answers fast

There is also is FaceTime

Children leave home

It’s inevitable

But no one said it’s doesn’t require some adjustment time

May 29th, 2023

When children are killed

Oct16

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A child was killed
No, children have been killed 
And why you may ask
Because they spoke their minds
Asked for their rights
Took off their scarves
Fought for freedom
And this is a real fight
Many have died
Innocent ones
At the hands of brutal people
Whose heart seems to be made of stone
Who are willing to kill their own countrymen
People are dying in the streets
This is not an easy fight
Courage is needed
Anger fuels their cause
But why should children die?

October 15, 2022

Being 58

May20

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58 is a good year!

And what is a good year?

A year when creativity thrives

A year when growth occurs

A year of joyful times and challenging times

A year of time spent with family and friends

A year of writing and bringing writing projects to fruition

A year of seeing my children living their lives as young adults

Finding their places in society

And serving their community

A year of travel

And seeing old friends from Iran

Another year of filling my journals

Writing poetry

And sharing them with my friends

The years go by one by one

And 58 will be a great year!

May 18th, 2022

Letting go

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My responsibly as a mother is the eduction of my children

I’ve been doing that for years now

In a way that is familiar to me

With them close by 

But as they get older

Their education will come from places outside the home

And I need to let go

They will be around less often

But they are on their path of learning and experiencing new things

I won’t be involved in their day to day life

But I will be there to support and encourage them

Their mode of development has changed

They need the input of the society at large

And by letting go 

I’m allowing them to continue to grow

August 9th, 2021

Women of our times

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We read a poem written centuries ago

When the place of women was at home

When they had to do the bidding of men

When they did not receive much education

They did the domestic tasks and raised children

A noble thing to do

But in society they were not seen

And jobs outside the house for them was out of reach

Men ruled, made laws and conducted business

They even had time to write poetry

Women had to be pretty, pleasant and obedient

That was their role in society

Those days are behind us

Can’t go back there

Times have changed

Women’s expectations have changed

Educated women do what men do

To their homes they are not confined anymore

Do we have equality?

Not exactly

But we are on our way

Change happens slowly

July 29th, 2020

Grief

Jan13

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Lives lost

Games played

Risks taken

Show of force

Missiles fired

Human error

Devastation

 

Lives lost

Youthful lives taken away

Children’s lives stolen

Families mourn

 

A single red shoe

A reminder of the passengers onthe plane

The cockpit riddled with shrapnel pieces

Evidence of the missile fired

 

Countrymen on both sides of the Atlantic weep

They light candles

And talk about their friends and family

People who had plans for their lives

 

There is also anger

Anger at incompetence 

A few decisions

Having taken these innocent lives

 

Anger that we still use war

To problem solve

We play with people’s lives

As if they are dispensable 

 

Lives lost

Grief abounds

I don’t think time will heal these wounds

 

September 13th, 2020

A bottle of joy

Oct23

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When I see the smile on Nicki’s face

When I feel the joy in his heart

I wish I could bottle it up

And drink it once in the morning

Once at night

 

The giggle, the laughter

The carefree ways

The joy, the enthusiasm

Come what may

 

To see all the possibilities

Not just the challenges

To smile at the world

With a radiant face

 

With these sentiments

Nicki overflows

Can I bottle that 

Or is that a no?

 

But wish we can

And wish we may

A bottle of joy

Is my wish today

Mothers

May13

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Motherhood

The best school in life

The lessons we learn are invaluable

Motherhood

Not always easy

But it changes us in ways that are unimaginable

Motherhood

Commitment to our little ones

Putting their needs first

Motherhood

Teaches us lessons in

Perseverance and patience

Motherhood

Our chance to train the next generation

 

Stay with me

Jan27

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Once my daughter was distraught 

Life seemed confusing

Questions were many

Joy was gone

And tears ran down her cheeks 

Like rain from the clouds

 

I wanted to help her

I asked her what I should do

She said sit next to me mom

Don’t leave me alone

 

I sat with her

We talked a little 

I tried to console her

But later she told me 

I left too soon

 

She said she needed me there

I asked her what for?

Just to be with me mom

So I wouldn’t feel alone

 

Loneliness is the worst thing

During hard times

 

26 January 2019

What I can promise you

Dec30

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I don’t promise you a heartache free life

I do promise or hold your hand when adversity visits

I don’t promise you that you will always be happy

I do promise you that happiness returns

I don’t expect you not to make mistakes

I expect you to learn from your experiences

I don’t expect you to be perfect

I expect you to try your hardest and be kind above all else

Life is not a bed of roses

And even if it were, the thorns are plentiful

To partake of the beauty of the rose

You have to endure the pain of picking it

I have taught you to swim

But it’s you who has to and who can swim

The long distance to the shore of contentment

 

December 29th, 2018