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Things sometimes only another mother can understand.......... |
| I am a mother. I am the one to bear the grief of things. When things are not happy. I am the one to bear the bad news. Of the sickness or death of one of our pets. I am the bearer and the consoler. I take it all in and console the family. I am the secret keeper and sometimes the secret teller. I keep the secrets I have promised to keep and sometimes share those that have not been promised. I am the one that is most afraid sometimes but must be brave. I feel fear and have anxiety more than most, yet I can not show it. I am the one who knows each one's pain. Each one tells me of things that a mother doesn't want to hear. I am the confidant. They confide in me and find a compassionate listener. I am the healer. I ease their pain and suffering. Sometimes it is too much. I am a mother and wouldn't want it any other way. But who is my bearer? Who is my healer? Sometimes we console ourselves. |