Counting my traumas
Like mala beads, wondering
Where the pattern ends
About the Creator
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Chronic Ache in the Soul of a Single Parent
There is a chronic ache in the soul of a single parent. It lingers, feeling endless. This ache feels so difficult, especially when you look at other families. They seem so… whole. They seem so joyful and complete. There is a husband and a wife and children in a stroller. Thinking about your single state, you realize how awkward you feel, how out of place at various functions and gatherings. They are all happily together and you’re miserably alone. Disappointment with the current life circumstances just settles in to stay, or so it feels. How could these layers of disappointment be broken up anyhow?
By Rowan Finley 6 days ago in Humans
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Do these beads form like a necklace? If yes, looks like the pattern never ends 🥺
When they are joined together in a circle, they never do.
Does one have to be Catholic to understand the beads. Mala beads, will have to look it up. Your story sounds deeply rooted. Maybe knowing the beads will help to explain your haiku better. Be blessed.
I need to get one!
Beadiful :)
❤️ a potential break for freedom lies in every bead! Patience and perseverance 🥰 Are you on discord Joelle?
Great Haiku! Enjoyed!