I am a motherless daughter

I am a motherless daughter,

blessed with daughters,

two.

I navigated their early years

with a time-limited blueprint

truncating abruptly

at age 14,

when my own mother died.

Suddenly.

Unexpectedly.

Now with my two daughters

I am chartless,

No guide or mentor,

and yet rewarded

by the journey

by the joy

in small shared moments

and unexpected way-stations.

Bittersweet.

For in the growing bonds

we share

I feel at times

the phantom pain

of what I have never known.

And now I wonder

what blueprint are we crafting

together

in this unchartered territory,

Mother and daughters?

I am a motherless daughter

Blessed with daughters

Two.

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6 thoughts on “I am a motherless daughter

  1. Colleen says:

    I love the way you arranged your words. That in itself spoke volumes. With my own mom unwell, they spoke to my heart.

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  2. Mindi Rench says:

    Lovely. I, too, am a motherless daughter with two of my own. You poem resonated.

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  3. Blessed with daughters
    Two.

    (And they,
    blessed with you!)

    Wondering if you shared this with your daughters (are they old enough to understand?). Your vulnerability and joy are palpable!

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  4. mgminer says:

    Tenderly brilliant.

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  5. ptsuthers says:

    Lovely. I thought it was very effective to repeat the beginning lines at the end. I’m a motherless daughter, but have 2 sons. Not quite the same.

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