Sunday, December 27, 2015

A Mothers Voice


The room was quite. Not a movement or a thought was present outside of hearing her voice. The more she talked the deeper the sadness grew. The pain flowed out of her and settled into the room. The broadest of the strongest were shedding tears. Over 200 people watched and listened as she talked of a smile that daily encouraged others to stand strong. A warm body that was tantalized every day but yet he never let on just how terrorized his hours were and how alone he felt. Even in a room full of bodies his mother now felt the same. She meant good in his honor but although her words were what they needed to hear, her heart felt numb and the grief easily took over her world. The only piece that was holding her together was the need for her to make them all realize his many lingering effects were still present. Children listen to the unspoken words of each other. Their language all their own and sometimes deceitful to the adult ears. Not because they wish to hurt them but because their pain becomes so great that they are afraid to share it. Its a quite secret. There are no easy answers and more than that, no easy days. Smiles, love, attention and routine are all present but no words spoken as to keep the real world from being awoken to the trouble being dealt with. From one mother to another, listen silently to the body movements, to the cries observed. You know your child! You know when they grow different and when they grow dark. Pay attention to their outburst. Sometimes words are few and far between but behaviors are where the warnings come from. Listen to what is being said and open your heart to what you are feeling. There are warnings and some we can not see or change but at least make a conversation, don't be afraid to ask and most of all....let them know that you love them....friend, family, girlfriend or neighbor...Listen and make no regrets...Your words, you taking a chance out of your comfort zone could just be the saving grace needed... 



  
Take time to Listen, No regrets, we might be the first steps into the right direction.

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