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Escaping from the dampness of my sorrows

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He felt like a wind that soothed my heart

his hands were caressing my hair that was battling in the wind

he held me closer to his arms, wiping my tears

as I said him the bitterness of my life

he held tightly and squeezed me in his arms

I could read his emotions from the way he depicted it

he couldn’t resolve my past

yet he wished I was not drowned in it

he loosened his hands when he felt I was stable

I realised how strong I felt with him near me

his hands held me not letting me fall off

I could feel his love in his hug

he unwrapped my sorrows from the past

dissolving it in the love he had for me

letting me escape from the dampness of the sorrows.

Being mom the second time is indeed a blessing

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I do recollect the time, when we were waiting for your arrival, the long wait ended today three years back, when we added one more flower to our family garden.

I do recollect the time, when your sister waited keenly keeping her ears closer to my belly, to feel you,

you were welcomed with great smiles and warm hands

You came and conquered our lives with your naughty smile and impressive eyes

Time is running faster, out of my hands.

yet am falling in love with every moment

You brought a different perspective to my life. You gave me challenging perspective of parenting, giving me a touch of all the different levels of tantrums from low to high.

The way you held me closer to yourself whenever you loved me

the way you hug me and kiss me

showering all your love

making me feel special

expressing every tiny bit of emotion you tiny heart and eyes could hold

the way you need me all the time, doing everything to grab my attention

the way you put together all your naughtiness and love mixed up in a smile

Oh, my lovely little girl, you make me fall in love with my life of being a mom a little more than everyday

You managed to deviate my parenting goals to fit into your perspectives and impress me that I have done right for you

The mother in me is all awake for you, loving you more and more every second

The feeling of being blessed to be an angel’s mom is my gratitude

I wish I could hold the time, and cuddle you forever like this.

I know it’s easy for you to convince me of anything…with your naughty smile

oh, my darling, who changed the perspective of me being a mom, including challenges worth taking …at times making it a precious moment to cherish.

I love being your mother too…as I loved being a mom for the first time

Thank you for being my daughter who added more colors to my life, along with your sister.

Your sister woke up the mother in me and you revived the soul in me

helping me relive every moment again being a mother.

Happy Birthday my lil Angel

A magical voice

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At a distance, she could hear a breathtaking voice, a song which was so intense and pulling her to the voice.She stood there and kept her eyes shut, ears closed with her little finger immersed into it.

But the voice was so powerful, that her heart could hear it, even with her ears shut. There was a magical pull, a gravitational force that was making her feet turn its way to the direction of the voice.The song was her favorite and resisting it was the most difficult thing for her.

The pull was tough for her to fight with. She took courage and walked out as long as she can away from the voice. The more she walked further, the more difficult it became for her. She felt the voice was shadowing her thoughts, encompassing her in a magical layer and she was lost. The thoughts and the voice were battling in her head, but finally, the voice won.

She stopped and turned her footsteps to the direction of the voice. Now the pull was not resistible, she ran all the way she walked, with all the energy. Cold winds did not stop her, the trees could not block her ways, and she was running in the speed close to the wind. She felt as if the wind was carrying her to voice.

As she was getting closer, the intensity and the depth of the voice was becoming powerful and attractive. The gravity was at its best and she surrendered to the voice.

As she approached the place, it was perfect. The place was drenched in the most amazing nature.The grass was wet and she could feel the twinkle of the dew drops on it. The cold air was bringing the sound to her ears, it was soothing and refreshing. She felt her nerves were fluttering and all she wanted was to feel the voice.

And in the end of the grass there he was standing waiting for her.She ran to him and the moment she hugged him, instead of a smile, there were tears in her eyes. She didn’t know why it was, but he knew. They hugged and stood there for a while immersing themselves in the love of their souls and the nature showering the blessings on them.

 

Loneliness to being alive again

Chirpings of the birds are absent.

The sky is dark.

Mornings are not mornings.

Where is the sun?

Oh, she realized that she is in a strange place.She missed her home.Her favorites place on earth, where things were so beautiful. She recollected the fresh mornings where she goes with her mom to temples and smells the unpolluted air.

Everywhere it was green and bright with sunlight. The sun makes the beauty little more attractive and elegant. The way the sun rays falls into the house and the trees caressing the leaves was an unforgettable sight for her. She cherished the beauty in her heart. The longing to see that again, let her surpass everything.

She was cold and numb, and she covered herself with the jackets. She felt she was like a foreign particle roaming in the streets. Everyone was enjoying, it was just her, who was lost a soul. She was least bothered to go to shops, but the warmth inside invited her and she profusely agreed.

Hours swept by, finally, it was time. She ran and caught the first tram in that direction. It was like running away from the slow moving world.She sat in the corner where she could catch a glimpse of everything that was indeed beautiful, but her excited mind was all camouflaged. As she was approaching the tram stop, she got down and ran towards the path, the path which was so familiar to her now.

There she stood near the door, overlooking it, waiting for it to open up. Time swept again… it was almost fifteen minutes. And there she could hear the footsteps. It was snowing slowly, but the cold never bothered her. She waited.

And as the door opens up ..there she was standing all smiling- her lil angel outside her playschool.

Her daughter ran to her and hugged her. She was soo happy to get the warmth of her hug.Finally, she found the bliss of happiness.Her daughter was with her and she felt the world with her again and found herself living again.

I cannot have enough of your time MOM

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The nights ,where I could cuddle near you, sleep and hug you keeping my legs over you and enjoy a warm sleep.
The soft touch of your caring hands that shower enough blessing for me to live forever.
The way you talk, I love your company more than anyone.
The way you cook and feed me ,even now.
The way you complain that I have not done enough , but on the other side, without me knowing, saying all good things about me.
The way you care and nurture me and now my kids.
The way you bring in and shower all the goodies to my kids whenever you come.
The longing I see in my kid’s eyes ,for you to come and be with them. The way you make my home a heaven.

The way you give company for my loneliness.

The list is endless.

I can never have enough of your time. I am greedy . I need more always.

We fight ,we argue and we have a difference of opinions , but you are my mother, the most treasured gift of my life. In the end of all arguing ,you can find me doing always what you wished for, and I am sure you make right choices for me.

Now since am away from you, the time and the gap kills me, I just wanted to be home and be in your presence .Even though we fight hours and for everything , my life without you is like trees without the sunshine.

I get jealous of others who have their mom near, but even being miles away, you are always with me. The thousand times I call to disturb you , I know it never bothers you because you are used to it. Your sound , your message are enough helping me out in most of the times.

I love the way you complain that I call hundred times a day. And when I don’t call, the immediate call I get, which I answer with a naughty smile and twinkle in my eyes , is all my love for my mom, who loves me the most in the world.

Every day and every minute make me feel I need my mom always and forever.