War – You are a nothing

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February 28, 2019February 28, 2019 hgopinathanLeave a comment

Stumbling across my war-torn soulscape; Bombed buildings of faded dreams, streets paved with craters of broken vows and dismembered dolls of naiveté. It's always midday here. The blazing sun lights up everything in stark relief. There's nowhere to hide. The shadows hide other spectres, crouching in pain, For even my ghost gave up it's ghost. [...]

You are a nothing, my daughter accused me at age 4, when she found out at school that all her classmates’ mother’s had jobs that gave them important titles like banker, doctor, teacher. And such a blessing that has turned out to be that I don’t have one thing that defines me and nothingness offers me the space to be a homeschooling parent, an artist, a writer, story teller, a crocheter and everything else that comes with the territory of being a stay-at -home mom. Being a nothing keeps me out of trouble.