Like this old beaten house, my heart and mind are full of grief and loss. Long story short…My daughter duped me and took away everyone in one swish of her razor tongue. All I ever wanted was for my kids was for them to be loved, happy, and have a new mom with a new look on life. It’s clear that they just want me to be the bad guy, so I am going to mourn in the way that I know how. I don’t want to answer a lot of questions. I just need to feel this in order to not break down again.
Place – My Mind
Emotion – Mourning
Adjective – Misunderstood
Verb – Mirrored
My animal – Mockingbird
My essence – Misery.
My mind is tangled and weaved in sorrow.
I feel like an old house, abandoned and forgotten.
The windows of my soul are broken, unrepairable.
My luster left with her smile, her laugh, her everything.
I am mourning the loss of my mockingbird baby.
I can only hope you find a bypass to find me again.
The old door slammed in my face without reason.
I’m always misunderstood with my past being mirrored.
A zeitgeist of a life gone in the past reconstructs again.
It rushes back to me with languish as I decay inside.
My heart is being stonewashed over the fires of hell and beyond.
As it hangs, I see it dangling above me in the like a fire-traced halo.
There is nothing terrific to feel as my soul bends like an arch of pain.
The opalescence that glimmered in my eyes worldwide, now fades to black.
My lights diminish and become dim as I ask myself “why?”
Why did I let you back in?
Why did you hurt me again?
Why do I deserve this?
I loved you, you enjoy it, and I don’t.
Dessa Boo,
My princess! Gigi misses you, loves you, and hopes you are doing alright. I worry about you, and I will be here waiting for you every day. Your smile lingers in my heart, and your laugh fills my soul. Stay strong and beautiful, my little mockingbird. Never let your mommy forget that Gigi was your hero and that you loved me. Keep that chin up, and if you ever need me, I am a phone call away. I love you more than words can say.
xoxo,
Gigi

Ditto all of that – what is it with our children that they feel they’ve been wronged so badly that they have to hate us? 😢
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Touching story!
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Thanks, Reena. Sometimes pain brings out art. I just wish I did not have to write it.
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I’ve never been able to do anything right for them. If I ever would have treated my momma the way I am treated, I would have been disowned and probably beaten. I have not been a perfect mom, as none of us are, but I am better than I am given credit for. So sad that you can relate, Gypsie.
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This brought tears to my eyes. I lost my mom when I was 23 years old. That was many years ago and I still miss her. Thank you so much for joining in. ❤️
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I’m so sorry you lost her so young. My youngest daughter is 22, and she seems perfectly fine with losing me 😦 My oldest daughter too…
The sad thing is that Dessa will suffer from the choices of her mother. They both had people that loved them so much.
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Sometimes, it’s wise to stop and smell the roses while they’re still in bloom.
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Amen to that, Eugi.
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My heart and mind shatter …. By EM Kingston
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Thank you for the reblog, Reena.
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This is so sad. Is this true?
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Unfortunately it is. You never get used to it, but I have had more of this happen in my lifetime than most. Thanks for the sympathy, Fandango.
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Betrayal by family is the hardest of all. I am so sorry Amy.
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Thanks, Di. It hurts badly, and it’s almost silenced me.
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❤
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I’m so sorry Amy that those who are supposed to love you and be there for you are doing this. Sending you warm hugs my dear friend
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Thanks, Sadje, and I am hugging you right back my friend. Hugs are the best.
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Very true. 🤗🤗🤗
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I’m so sorry. This sounds so difficult and painful
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Thank you for the sympathy, JYP. It’s been rough. My chin is up though.
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So sad. So touching.
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Thank you for the sympathy and comment, Indira.
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