No longer being able to say…

There’s a time in everyone’s life, one way or another, you utter the words, “I want my mommy!” It never escaped me, that feeling, that urge. No longer being able to say, “I want my mommy”, forces down a basketball sized porcupine down ones throat, mine anyway. One I swallowed many lingering days and endless nights. One that was more present during those moments in life where every second seemed one to be remembered.

A porcupine.

It clogged my airway when I realized a living being resided in me for the very first time and each time after that. No amount of epidural could have soothed the pain it caused, that porcupine.

It pricked my esophagus when I bore my children. Each time it added fuel to the fury of giving birth.

Those children will never know more than what is told of her and that sends spiky jolts of pain in my throat when it crossed my mind.

I want my mommy.  Sigh. Some never knew theirs to begin with.

That thought brings forth tears for them but that ache only adds to my own.

They hurt me. I want my mommy. I did something wrong. I want my mommy. I’m addicted. I want my mommy. I lost my job. I want my mommy. I’m getting married. I want my mommy. I’m pregnant. I want my mommy. I hate her but yet still. I want her, I want my mommy. I miss her so much but I can no longer call out, I want my mommy!

We all have different variations of emotions when it comes to our mothers and the need of them. That can be said for human interaction in general but mommy…well there’s no other.

Thank God for being the god of all comforts! His love and compassion overshadows any lost. His warmth, his kindness, his tenderness dims every hurt, every pain. Today, now, these days, as I put my trust in him and give him my woes…I have my own little ones calling out…”I want my mommy!” When once that took me back to a time of pain and emptiness I smile and rejoice in the gifts God has given.

 

 

Author: piecesofgoretty

My name is Goretty Gordon, also known as the mom from The Jamaitians on YouTube. I wear so many hats, that of a wife, a mom of now 4, a writer and more. As full as my life is I haven't always been present in it. In fact, the posts in this blog express my desire and PURSUIT OF PEACE in my life, a task in itself so difficult made much harder after the MURDER of my mother back in 2001. WRITING has become instrumental in my FINDING PEACE along with other things such as ACCEPTANCE in who I am truly, whatever that may be at any given moment. Many things have transpired in my life since the start of this blog and I can only hope that my turmoil, heartaches and grievances that I've conquered and those that I continue to work through will benefit someone in getting through their own pains.

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