The Whole Woman: Compilation 08/16/2022

No patriarchal attitude can crack her hardened shell
No mosquito nor a bumblebee can pierce or make her swell
Spontaneity and sheer surprise embolden her facade
With the proclamation that earthly men are not her greatest God
No profit does this bring her despite her salary
The dividend is freedom, the way she chose to be
And at the root of her soul, a life collides inside
For she is both a woman, a mother, and a bride.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

**This is dedicated to every woman in the world, especially those oppressed and hurting**

May 9: Story Challenge in 99-words

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May 9, 2022, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a mom selfie — a story that creates an image of a mom. No one mom looks alike or fits a maternal mold. Who is she? Go where the prompt leads

My Mom Selfie

I lost my mom when I was 23. The hardest thing after was getting married and having kids without her. My mother-in-law was nothing like my mom. I went on to have two fantastic kids of my own. They were so smart and loved learning! We were happy. We moved from our beach community to the woods. I regret it except for the friends I made. My kids were never 100% happy. 

My son passed in an accident, which has left a hole in my heart.
My daughter is beautiful, kind, and smart and perfect! 

I love them both.