‘Motherhood’

When you cry, anxiety seeps through my mind to the point where it is saturated, unable to contemplate anything other than  alleviating your suffering, and I wonder sometimes if you cry simply because you know this. When you laugh, a contentment such that I have never known before spreads through every inch of my being, warming me in a way that even the most golden of sunbeams cannot. I love you.

Fiction. I do not yet have children 😉

But the bond between mother and child is fascinating, not least from the exploratory point of view of a writer 🙂

(By the way Mum, if you’re reading, you’re awesome :D)

Thanks for stopping by 🙂

Ro x

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