My two boys are busy hugging and kissing each other as I write this. The Nephew joins them. There's a funny love-fest going on with lots of raspberries being blown on each others tummies, endless hugs and the sound of musical laughter...
And my vision is blurred. The tears have come of their own accord at this sight that has been played out before my eyes millions of times before. But today, in this atmosphere of bloodshed and unrest, it just punches my heart in a very different way.
My precious loves! What kind of world have we brought you into?
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8 comments:
That M4 really seems to a mother's greatest regret, I feel the same very often.
Feel much the same.
BTW, keep meaning to tell you this, but forget each time - I love the work of Gustave Klimt, especially the painting of the mother and child you have on your blog...
i feel the same too. the one thing that makes the nation mourn is the one thing that unites it. keep holding on!
i second sia. keep holding on to the hope that things would get better.
Feel teh same way M4.
Yes we have brought the next generation into a grim world but I hope they will grow up to be a part of a better world than we have now. Lets cling to this hope, else the situation seems too frightening :-(
Ditto thoughts and feelings :(
Sigh! I am trying and dying to see the light at the end of this tunnel!
MM - amazing how we have both felt the same exact feeling and written about it in our posts...feels good to be connected in thought and feeling this way. In a divisive world these fleeting and abstract feelings of warmth and bonding make you feel that all is not lost. I don't know you and you don't know me - but we know exactly how we felt about this...and I am sure so many people felt this very feeling. I shudder to think of how bad the world will be 50 years from now and I tell myself that may be the love we see all around will be the redeeming factor and will somehow balance it all out...
Thanks for your comment. Have to read your other posts now.
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