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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA 
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Forgotten My mother forgot me somewhere between dying and death - long before we donned her name to etched marble. She called me Violet ( her mother now 20 years gone) and Edna ( a neighbor from the Bronx) but never again Ruth and eventually she quit talking altogether. I tended to roses and bedsores; bathed her gardens and paper-thin skin in water; then prayed they’d both winter over another year. I pleaded her case to God; knelt on arthritic knees and while Swaggart preached on tithing I gave everything I had. She died months before spring thawed December's snow and tulips peaked their heads between the carcasses of her Immortal Juno roses. My mother forgot me… perhaps God did too. I am nothing special...and my name will soon be forgotten,but I've loved another with all my heart and soul,and to me,this has always been enough.~N.S [This message has been edited by hoot_owl_rn (11-25-2007 10:02 PM).] |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Sad! ARCTIC WIND |
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Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho |
I am amazed at this beautiful, heartbreaking poem. I'm so sorry your mother forgot you at the end. But oh, I have to tell you from the bottom of my heart - God did NOT forget you! Nor will He ever! |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Ruth I have seen so many cases where loved ones retreat into the world we will never understand, and I doubt ever find any cure for, and it's sad. Very sad. You wrote the feeling of this journey almost too well.  |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
I was told that the way we are treated by our parents can influence the way we see God...if we have loving parents we believe that God is a God of love and if we have the opposite, we believe that God is that...seems to be some truth to that...James |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
A little postscript to this piece so as to not be seen in the wrong light: This is a poem, this is not the way I feel about God as my faith is very strong. It is simply the way I feel that someone could feel upon losing their parent after praying so hard for healing. James...your are right in your thoughts as my parents raised me in a Godly home and love the Lord...I indeed took after them  Thank you for the comments Ruth |
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