My tiny treasures
Look at the scar that you created
I wear it for you with love and pride.
I wear it with stoicism
Disfigured permanently for motherhood
We call it an apron
It hangs loose and saggy like an old washed out jumper.
Alison Jean Hankinson
This was written for the quadrille at d’Verse. Hope it is okay.
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Alison, as one who bears that same scar, I simply love this. It is such a tangible thing, to bear motherhood as a physical scar, an actual mark. They change us in so many unseeable ways, it only seems fitting.
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Thankyou so much for your words
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I liked the idea of wearing a scar with love and pride.
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Don’t we all have the scars of motherhood? With love and pride,yes ~
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Yes, but this is scar that we don’t often talk about. The greatest and most demanding role we have I guess.
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Nicely done!
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Oh, the scars of motherhood! They are well worth it.
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Lovely Post! These scars are nothing in front of such treasures 🙂 Stay Blessed.
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Oh, such a scar, but what a treasure. So hard to bear, but what reward.
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Wearing that apron loosely so the scars behind won’t react in pain and irritation.
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Oh the scars of motherhood ❤️ Beautiful!
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I can also identify with this – so well put, Alison!
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Oh how I love this. Especially the excellent description at the end…”It hangs loose and saggy like an old washed out jumper.” This makes me smile…as did the photo before I even read the words. I’ll take every scar of motherhood for the ultimate joy it brought to me. 🙂 Smiling I am.
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I think you are right. Much Love. X
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Wonderful photo of your treasures beyond the scars. ❤
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many thanks, they are all grown up now…
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Yes, I have one of those too! Well worth it.
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