thoughts upon my newly acquired orphan state. i am fifty two and then a little more it should not matter that i can no longer knock and open that door to sit in the corner and quietly speak of matters small and large, joyous and bleak....it should not matter for now i am grown with others to love a child of my own.... it should not matter but oh how it does... it leaves me speechless, somedays and sometimes turned inside out....on a raft alone in a sea of thoughts.... all this in a grief so quietly my own... yet we go about the closing down of a life eighty years and more, taking things so precious to the local opportunity store... consoling ourselves with the mantra that mother loved her charities as we give away the clothes she wore.... we pack, up the unit in which she lived.....pore over the photos showing the love of the life she lived...we converse about memories and family lore...we laugh, we cry, we laugh some more....we note that the photos we love the most are those of her holding grandchildren on lap and in arm... we talk about the fierce, fierce love that would allow no lasting harm... to befall those in her care...we also talk about the fashions of clothes and of hair....then... there are the silences so profound...... when we all realize once more she will no longer be around....at least in the physical....in our hearts she will alway be near and dear .....we pack up her rugs and chair....her cookbooks and clutter, bed bath towels, a myriad of things in my mind i hear her mutter... such a fuss, such a palaver!....finally all is done... her place a shell....empty and forlorn ...we walk out the door as we quietly mourn.....we three orphans, my brothers and me.... stand in the moonlight and stare at the sea....all thinking the same ....poor orphaned me....
my brothers and i havd just cleanec out my mothers unit, to ready for sale((while she lived with me and in care the unit was dormant)....all of us at one stage commented on our orphaned state.....and the loss of the mother that was such a figure and mainstay during our lives....