A Motherless Child
growing up without a mother47 total reviews
Comment from Espresso momma
Did the fourth child live? This is a sad story and was well written. We can never forget the loss of our mothers in death I don't think. I'm sure there are those who disagree. Thank you for sharing a part of your very painful life.
reply by the author on 30-Dec-2011
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Did the fourth child live? This is a sad story and was well written. We can never forget the loss of our mothers in death I don't think. I'm sure there are those who disagree. Thank you for sharing a part of your very painful life.
Comment Written 30-Dec-2011
reply by the author on 30-Dec-2011
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Hi, Espresso momma. Thank you for the kind words of support and excellent review. My sister did not survive the childbirth. Warm regards, Bev
Comment from Connie C
Oh, Bev, this is such a touching story; and since this is non-fiction, I'm assuming this is your story about you and the loss of your mother. Your writing is excellent, and I could really feel what you went through as a child dealing with the loss of your mom. You explain beautifully your journey since childhood to try to resolve this loss in your heart. Your description of yourself at school is also quite excellent. Thank you for sharing, and I wish you all the best in this contest, my dear friend. Connie
reply by the author on 30-Dec-2011
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Oh, Bev, this is such a touching story; and since this is non-fiction, I'm assuming this is your story about you and the loss of your mother. Your writing is excellent, and I could really feel what you went through as a child dealing with the loss of your mom. You explain beautifully your journey since childhood to try to resolve this loss in your heart. Your description of yourself at school is also quite excellent. Thank you for sharing, and I wish you all the best in this contest, my dear friend. Connie
Comment Written 29-Dec-2011
reply by the author on 30-Dec-2011
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I am deeply honored by your caring and support, Connie. It's been an interesting and long journey, but I am as happy and at peace as I have been in quite a long time. To tell you the truth, my greatest sadness now is for the life that my mother never got to live. She was beautiful and not very many people got to know that. I'm off to correct my SPAG's thanks to Brooke's excellent editorial skills. Your exceptional review and the extra star are so appreciated but even more are your words of understanding, beautiful lady. Love ya, Bev
Comment from JW
Wow. What a sad story.
Yet, you did a great job of expressing yourself in a manner I believe others would understand.
I can only imagine the pain of losing a parent via death during one's childhood. I lost one via alcoholism, as noted in my first book, The Question.
Thanks for sharing this. JW
reply by the author on 30-Dec-2011
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Wow. What a sad story.
Yet, you did a great job of expressing yourself in a manner I believe others would understand.
I can only imagine the pain of losing a parent via death during one's childhood. I lost one via alcoholism, as noted in my first book, The Question.
Thanks for sharing this. JW
Comment Written 29-Dec-2011
reply by the author on 30-Dec-2011
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Hi, JW. You know, in some ways your loss is worse than mine. My mother's death was seen as a sure passage to heaven because she died sacrificing her own life - or so the Catholics believe. Your mother made a choice that society likes to stigmatize as a weakness. I'm guessing she had a broken heart that maybe no one knew about. Thanks for sharing with me, my friend. Blessings, Bev
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Thanks for the kind words, Bev. However, I was referring to my Dad.
Ironically, events occurred moments before his death which leads me to believe He is with God now. :-) JW
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Oh, I'm sorry for the confusion, Jonathon. I think that a boy losing his father is an especially difficult thing and one that I understand to a certain extent. I, like you, do believe in an afterlife. I hope we are both right! Bev
Comment from cathmine
Writingfundimension, this essay touched me deeply. The depth of grief that a child experiences when a loving,nurturing parent passes on is unfathomable. You have shared some moments of grief that you and your sister felt. There must be so much more that you can share. What a blessing that you have a "great guy" for a husband. One day I hope that you will see your dear Mother again.
Cathmine
reply by the author on 30-Dec-2011
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Writingfundimension, this essay touched me deeply. The depth of grief that a child experiences when a loving,nurturing parent passes on is unfathomable. You have shared some moments of grief that you and your sister felt. There must be so much more that you can share. What a blessing that you have a "great guy" for a husband. One day I hope that you will see your dear Mother again.
Cathmine
Comment Written 29-Dec-2011
reply by the author on 30-Dec-2011
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Thank you so much, Cathmine, for your understanding and your gracious support. And you are right, there's a lot more that I could tell...but my real purpose with the write is to encourage others to seek out Hope Edelman's books and allow themselves to be touched by her words. I am blessed in many ways and I do hope to see my mother again. Your words have touched my heart and brought a tear. Blessings, Bev
Comment from The Stranger
this is thoroughly absorbing,we seem to accept children growing up without a father, yet it seems almost unthinkable that they should face life without a mother
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2011
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this is thoroughly absorbing,we seem to accept children growing up without a father, yet it seems almost unthinkable that they should face life without a mother
Comment Written 29-Dec-2011
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2011
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You make an excellent point, TS. Losing a mother is as damaging for a child of either sex when it happens at a young age. Thank you so much for taking time out to review my piece and offer your supportive comments. Much appreciated! Bev
Comment from Joan E.
I am sure there is something of your mother in your smile. I admired your use of imagery to help communicate your conclusions. Your "distant as Mars" is a vivid hyperbole and your reference to Eve's apple and your lost innocence is evocative as is your description of the nuns' insensitivity. "Death is abandonment" is brilliant. I hope you found some solace in writing this biography. Thank you for sharing the well-crafted work. -Joan
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2011
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I am sure there is something of your mother in your smile. I admired your use of imagery to help communicate your conclusions. Your "distant as Mars" is a vivid hyperbole and your reference to Eve's apple and your lost innocence is evocative as is your description of the nuns' insensitivity. "Death is abandonment" is brilliant. I hope you found some solace in writing this biography. Thank you for sharing the well-crafted work. -Joan
Comment Written 29-Dec-2011
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2011
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Thank you so much, Joan E. Yes, it is a wonderful release to tell my story and, even more, a real blessing to have found how generous and supportive folks (like yourself) are to these kinds of writing. I especially appreciate your specific references to what worked for you in the piece. Always helpful for future writing. Blessings, Bev
Comment from Gungalo
I think you got a lot from your mother. It's just hard to see it for all the tears. Don't stop loving her dear girl. She loves you very much and can watch over you from where she is.
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2011
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I think you got a lot from your mother. It's just hard to see it for all the tears. Don't stop loving her dear girl. She loves you very much and can watch over you from where she is.
Comment Written 29-Dec-2011
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2011
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Thank you so much, Gungalo. I am deeply touched and comforted by your kind words. You are a very special lady! Hugs, Bev
Comment from axelbeariter
I'd missed a week of classes at St. Hyacinth's grade school for my mother's funeral and had returned impregnated with hopelessness./Impregnated with hopelessness is a great way to show her despair.----She doesn't know that I write about her/Don't be too sure about that. I often feel my father's (a writer while living) silent admonition; urging me to quell my writorial verbosity.----someday I will get to tell her that/Keep hanging in there with your professional prose to exorcise your demons of loss. She'll get that message through p-mail (prayer mail) and greet you warmly in the great beyond.
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2011
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I'd missed a week of classes at St. Hyacinth's grade school for my mother's funeral and had returned impregnated with hopelessness./Impregnated with hopelessness is a great way to show her despair.----She doesn't know that I write about her/Don't be too sure about that. I often feel my father's (a writer while living) silent admonition; urging me to quell my writorial verbosity.----someday I will get to tell her that/Keep hanging in there with your professional prose to exorcise your demons of loss. She'll get that message through p-mail (prayer mail) and greet you warmly in the great beyond.
Comment Written 29-Dec-2011
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2011
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I am so moved by your beautiful review, axel. It feels like you have a window into my soul with your thoughts. Your kindness gives me chills and makes me happy that I have stuck with writing through all of this. What a generous and loving spirit you have, my friend. Bright blessings, Bev
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Hey, I lost my mother at the age of four to the bottle. Cheap vodka became her sweetheart until my father gained custody. Never saw her again until I was 35. Someday, I'll write that story and post it on FS. Keep hanging in there. You are not alone. Even some of us men have suffered from that kind of loss. Axel
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I hope that you will post your story, Axel. You are absolutely correct, children of both sexes are scarred by the loss of a mother at such a young age. I am so sorry for your loss and the pain of your journey and I can feel your kindness in your words and across the miles. Blessings, Bev
Comment from janalma
I truly feel for you. Even the prospect of having lost my mother while I was young, chills me. She died five years ago, an old woman, and I still miss her, and grieve for her sometimes, especially around Christmas. What you went thru was unbelievablly hard for a child. Now, I believe, counseling would be provided to help you cope. Your story is well written and heart-wrenching.
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2011
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I truly feel for you. Even the prospect of having lost my mother while I was young, chills me. She died five years ago, an old woman, and I still miss her, and grieve for her sometimes, especially around Christmas. What you went thru was unbelievablly hard for a child. Now, I believe, counseling would be provided to help you cope. Your story is well written and heart-wrenching.
Comment Written 29-Dec-2011
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2011
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Thank you so much for your touching review. I so appreciate your understanding and for you taking time to read and review my writing. Your words have really helped! Blessings, Bev
Comment from Maureen's Pen
What can one say about such a loss? This is written with such powerful emotion yet gracefully. I cannot touch your loss, it is embedded in heart and blood and stone. I can thank you for sharing this story, sharing the love and need you have for your mother. Penned expertly as always.
This is a heartfelt release and understanding of that loss in some form or fashion. I too believe it is always with you. But I also believe she is always with you, that one need not cross over to be with your loved one. They are there in your heart, imprinted and part of you always.
I felt a pang of pain at what it would be like to have loving parents, a loving mother. I don't know how that feels. Severely abused children are left to take the hell they are dished out...is that too a form of loss....a loss of what mothers and fathers should be to their children.? I don't know....why one has to go who obviously loved and cared as mothers should and yet mine lived to abuse and continue to raise with hate. It makes no sense to me.
Yet as I finished up your story I know one thing for sure...within your heart your love for her is pure....that too is part of your mother in you.
Thank you for sharing your mother with me.
Happy New year.
Maureen
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2011
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What can one say about such a loss? This is written with such powerful emotion yet gracefully. I cannot touch your loss, it is embedded in heart and blood and stone. I can thank you for sharing this story, sharing the love and need you have for your mother. Penned expertly as always.
This is a heartfelt release and understanding of that loss in some form or fashion. I too believe it is always with you. But I also believe she is always with you, that one need not cross over to be with your loved one. They are there in your heart, imprinted and part of you always.
I felt a pang of pain at what it would be like to have loving parents, a loving mother. I don't know how that feels. Severely abused children are left to take the hell they are dished out...is that too a form of loss....a loss of what mothers and fathers should be to their children.? I don't know....why one has to go who obviously loved and cared as mothers should and yet mine lived to abuse and continue to raise with hate. It makes no sense to me.
Yet as I finished up your story I know one thing for sure...within your heart your love for her is pure....that too is part of your mother in you.
Thank you for sharing your mother with me.
Happy New year.
Maureen
Comment Written 29-Dec-2011
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2011
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I do believe that an abusive mother can leave unbearable scars, Maureen. That kind of betrayal would be incomprehensible to a trusting child. I am so very sorry that such a beautiful spirit like yours was subjected to such monsntrous treatment. One of the reasons I did not choose to have children myself was that I recognized that I did not have the tools to raise a healthy child. I wish that more women were encouraged to be honest with themselves about their child-rearing capabilities.
Your kind words and generous review have really touched me, Maureen. What a beautiful person you are to care so much about the suffering of others. Bless you, my lovely friend. Hugs, Bev
