For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice. T.S. EliotFor fifty years I’ve claimed the name of Mother
Lately evolving into being Grandma, too.
Always feathering my nest as haven
For those who’ve been entrusted to my love.I knew joy in tending, teaching, reprimanding
Knew heartbreak when life’s bumps became obstructions.
Felt proud as children became each one a unique person
My days filled always with them as center.Years passed my sons grew into manhood
Found jobs and wives, gave birth to their own children.
Created homes, developed talents, new directions.
It was amazing to become a matriarch.I think now sons are where I started
I am moving onward to a different place
Time for me to live with new intentions
Time to cherish days as mine alone.No longer is my prime identity my sons’ Mother,
My life breadcrumbs to teach my children how to grow and age.
I’m going to savor living in the moment, write my poetry.
My name is Ina and Ina’s house my home.
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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beautiful piece my friend, touching and so solid 🙂
Your comment touches me. Thanks. ❤
It’s wonderful to meet you as Ina – I love this piece, the obvious love and pride in the roles you’ve fulfilled up to now and the sheer freedom of declaring independence 🙂
Andrea, I appreciate your seeing me as I have been and now am. I had thought that I was “allowing” myself to be free. I love the idea of”declaring” independence. After being Viva and Cronechronicler it is lovely to just be Ina. Thanks. ❤
So viva and cronechronicler give way to Ina? There’s something strong and independent in this poem. You’re staking your claim. Wonderful to meet other people who ignore chronological age!
Yes Kate, It’s good to be simply Ina. A year ago when I was flying toward Costa Rica to visit the country I decided to be “Vivachange” and ask for a helping hand when I needed one. Now I will travel as Ina only on my own terms that include my natural old age physical limitations. This is a stunning life change. Thanks for your comment. 🙂
Lovely Ina!
Thanks, Lynn. I appreciate your thoughts. ❤
most welcome
Love your poem. You are in the perfect place , Ina.
Thanks for your comment, Sabra. I’m still working through this but feel I’m where I belong.
Great and true description of life’s passings. Thanks for sharing.
I appreciate your comment. Thanks.
So lovely! and so wise to accept the changes as they come. Savour this time and I suspect your children will savour it with you and value you greatly. I’ve missed reading you regularly- a life change for me which has taken time to understand and live with.
I’m sorry to hear of your life change that is taking time for you to adjust to. I do understand. Best wishes. ❤
I think you are right that my children will accept my changes. Up to now I didn’t want to disappoint them with my limitations. Now I’m living with my eye on getting the most out of the life I have.