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poetry: graduation

5/30

the moon, the stars and me 
watched you walk proudly
across the stage. we smiled
knowing the truth. love
doesn’t recognize such things
as endings or beginnings. only
connection and connection. love
isn’t contingent or feeble.
it doesn’t come with strings
or weights. free and full—
vast as the infinite universe.
i’m forever here for you.

The moon during graduation.

More short poems:
1/30: not my cat
2/30: comfort
3/30: ache
4/30: remember

43 thoughts on “poetry: graduation”

  4. Oh, how wonderful, Bridgette – on both your son’s graduation and your poem in dedication to him. Congratulations to your son. What a fantastic achievement and, no doubt, helped by your constant love and encouragement of him. I know how much you love both of your children and how proud you are of them, and I can often see and hear what a brilliant mom you are even when you think you’re not. The most important thing for our children is for them to know how much we love them and how worthy they are of that. You’ve done a fantastic job of conveying that message to them. I’m sure they knew that already, but your words are so beautifully put; do you think you would mind your son reading this one? Of course, that’s a personal decision and one you may not have thought about too much yet.

    I’m sorry I’ve been absent from your blog for so long, dear friend. I had some oral surgery that went wrong, leaving me with weeks’ worth of pain and medication to deal with the damage. Although I still have a lot of pain, I want to move on and start living my life again. I wanted to catch up with all the previous blog posts I’ve missed, but there are so many it is impossible. So, I hope you will forgive me for not being here for you over the past few weeks. I do hope things are as good as they can be for you and your family, and I will try to keep up now. Sending you so much love and hugs, dear Bridgette ~ Ellie Xxx 💓🤗💞

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    • You are so kind Ellie! Thank you for saying I’m a “brilliant mom” which I totally hear in a British accent and it makes me incredibly happy. My children often read my blog and my daughter always tells me what she thinks, but my son is more reserved with his feelings (like his father). I told him about it and left it at that. I don’t want him to ever feel he has to respond to my writing. I take heart in knowing someday I’ll be gone and my words will still be around for him to find and read. There’s something so comforting in that to me.

      I want you to know this Ellie—there is never an expectation you’ll read and comment on my blog. Ever. You are going through a lot. We all are. You take care of you and I’ll always, always be grateful when you stop by because you leave the most wonderful, thoughtful comments. Much love to you, my dear friend! You are the best 🙂

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  9. Wow, so wonderful, Bridgette Both your son’s graduation & your poem in defection to him. You write heart touching words in poem. I know how much love both of children and how proud you are of them. What brilliant mom you are. , Bridgette.
    Lovely photography for moon.

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    • It’s a weird place to be in. I wanted to say more with this poem and rewrote it about seven times. I wanted to add more about how he doesn’t have to earn my love and how success isn’t something that should be measured or compared. Maybe I’ll write a second poem to expand on the idea.

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  15. You are such a great mom and I feel your love for your children from far away. You have loved and helped them even if you yourself didn’t have a good childhood (just like me). You are the hero of this great story of surviving bad parents and stopping the bad cycle. It is a great achievement.

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    • You are incredibly kind and generous! Thank you. I’m trying hard to break generational patterns and I’m not always successful. I’m trying so hard though and I know that has to count for something.

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  17. There is a pacing here Bridgette I really like, that works, makes the poem move in a certain comfortable way. There is a way that some words hold hands with each other (and some words that do not) and you seem able finding them. Don’t even know if that’s your plan or just what feels natural to you without second thought. That is also a part of finding your personal voice.

    This kind of understanding learns from itself as it moves.

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    • I rewrote this poem seven times trying to find my path to what I wanted to say. I’m glad parts of it work for you and you see what I was trying to do, and maybe what I did accidentally. I’ve been paying attention to line breaks and trying to capture a certain feeling…but this one felt like maybe it was two poems smashed into one. I wanted to say even more too. I might take another stab at it, but not repost it. See if I can get closer to what I wanted to say.

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