6/30
what if my family was big
enough to fill the movie theater?
would i grow weary of so many
arms hugging me? so many pies to eat?
or would I finally be full?
More short poems:
1/30: not my cat
2/30: comfort
3/30: ache
4/30: remember
5/30: graduation
I know I would be overwhelmed, but you may love that.
I have very little family so it always seems so nice to think of all those aunties and uncles coming around to help you. Baking pies or stopping by. It’s just not my life…grass is always greener I suppose.
Aw, I get that. I wish I had the same thing.😩 I wanted my aunties and uncles around but it didn’t happen.
I’m always so envious of people with large families that show up when things are tough. We aren’t meant to be so solitary.
It’s too bad, but I get you.🫶 If only.😔
I wouldn’t get tired of that, but like you, I have few family left. 😭🙏🏻
It hits me the most around big events like my son’s graduation. We couldn’t even use the 6 tickets we were given and I saw groups of 20-30 around one senior. My kids deserve more.
I’m sorry, K, here comes a virtual hug. I miss my aunts and uncles so much.
Thank you. I’m sending you one back 🙂
I felt it! ☺️
Very interesting short poem. Very nice title, ” Big Love”!
I love pie!
Sorry , Bridgette. You write really true words use in. You have nice family experience. I have small family. But like you, i have few family laft.
Tack care, Bridgette!
Thank you for the kind words. It’s hard having a small family. May you find peace with that. 🙂
Yes you right,
Thanks!
Bridgette I love this pie. I have so many families are far away..from us .Anita
It’s hard to not have a big support system, especially when things are hard or you have a celebration. I just wish my family was closer (both physically and emotionally).
Hey Bridgette. I watched a really cool video other night. It was about the mole people who live underground in Las Vegas. They spoke to several of the people who live there. One of them has lived there for over a decade. He said he doesn’t have any family left, yet another homeless man he knows told him we are your family. Family is more than blood, friend 🙂
You are so right. I sort of lost my big community when my kids aged-out of the school they attended most of their lives and everyone sort of got busy. I’m feeling very isolated right now, but I know it’s on me to rebuild a new one.
I am sorry your family is small, I am the opposite end. My mom was one of 8, there are 19 cousins. I don’t know which is better or worse.
For sure, it’s a matter of the grass is greener on the other side. My mom has a large family but they are all in the midwest. She’s the only one who moved away. All my cousins support each other and we are kind of the black sheep side of the family. My dad was an only child and moved away. I’ve been trying to establish a closer relationship with him lately, but he’s not responsive. It’s quite painful.
If he is not responsive, he is losing out, not you. I wish we lived closer, I’d give you support
I do too! I’m only just now realizing that through all the trauma with my kids the last few years I’ve really isolated myself. It’s time to let my friends back into my life and rebuild.
I can’t comment again under the old comment, so new comment time. My friend Chrissy calls it circling the wagons and battening down the hatches. You closed off to protect yourself with everything that was happening. (((hugs)))
That’s a great way to describe it, but it’s time to move on and find better pastures to play in.
Took me a moment to realize the pie was a pie. Unusual perspective. Yet a perfect match to your poem Bridgette, which too, has a kind of jaunty stance to its pose – making it all the more to appreciate. Slightly sly, perhaps. A hint of smile in the corner of its lips. More than mere nice job. It lands like a pie might do – with a smile.
Thanks, Neil. No sly smile was intended as it was just a quick attempt at me processing some heavy abandonment feelings. I know everyone probably imagines what it would be like to have a different family, but I’m having trouble shaking it right now. How different would my life be with a supportive family?
I understand that meaning too. Yet, just by nature, I tend to look through the glass of the poem’s stature, its ability to stand for itself, no matter what. Seen from that purity, this poem suggests other possibilities (another universe). I always want to find the best strength in you.
I love that. Thank you, Neil ❤️
Hi Bridgette, guess you have a great wordpress family!
That’s so true! I think, perhaps, my definition of family needs to evolve. I’m so grateful for your support. ❤️
It would be overwhelmingly good. A big family is everything
You are lucky to have one.
Mines not so big either. But I’ve worked on building relationships with friends
That’s all we can do. I’m going to lean into that more.
Wonderful
Thank you.
Can definitely identify with this – we’re a pretty small nuclear family anyway, and the few aunts I have are hundreds of miles distant, so I can only imagine the big onrush of in-laws/aunts/uncles over the holidays that many people look forward to. Different situations, really. Beautifully wistful piece! <3
Thanks for understanding Tom. I’m sure big families come with all kinds of complications I’d hate, but seeing the large families at graduation really hit hard. I want everyone to celebrate my boy—he deserves it.
I should hope not.
Do you have a large family?
I wish. One wife. One son – with the energy of three equivalent sons. But we wanted many kids, there’s still time, but life makes certain things difficult.
We make it what we can, right? I try and love my kids as if they had an army of aunties and uncle’s behind them.
Good to know! Yes, yes indeed.
It’s the quality not quantity that makes the most difference…but yes, it can be hard when you see others with a crowd encircling them. 💞💞💞
My hope is that you would be pleasantly full.
Interesting thoughts 🤔
A beautifully expressed wistful feeling.
You are so kind with all these comments! Thank you.