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Sunday, March 11, 2012

75. Inner Strength

Andrew Wyeth . Wind From the Sea . 1948



Monarch

The aria slid past sheers,
filled the iron room with feather-soft notes.
The music took her face from the pillow,
mesmerized her sorrow.

Her worries squirmed
in her underbelly like
half-butterflies
in search of detail,
identity and light.

The sparrow-song set the tempo,
cocooned the fear
of what-to-do wonder.

She peeled back the quilt,
gave milkweed skin to sun-silk heat.
Her sorrow flew to the throat
of the bird. It did not swallow,
instead, it sang a new song,
and created a monarch.

©2000 Peggy Putnam Owen

74. Super Human

Within a two week period, the children were in a brand new school and home without the comfort of all of their familiar things. I grabbed what I thought would be the things they would grab on my way out of Harlingen but later Savannah would ask things like, "Did you get my marble game"? I always spoke the truth about the move but somehow I think Savannah knew way before I did that her dad and I should either be apart or quit our nonsense. 

Savannah was excited to be around her cousins who lived just around the curve so I didn't worry about her too much. I worried about her in school but at least she had the balance of family close by. Sean was a different story. He had tantrums every day which was not unusual except that he was in a new place and had yet another reason to throw down. I burst on the scene with him and the school was not prepared. Even though it was their "job", Ms. Hughes and Ms. Murray were two of his best teachers in that they handled him with great patience and genuine super human effort to help Sean communicate and accept the transition. They only had a month left before summer which probably helped!! Sean qualified for school in the summer which was minimal but very helpful. They had time to hire Ms. Wright, his one-on-one para-pro to help him ease into first grade. 

Even though I'd left one battle behind, little did I know that my biggest battle was just beginning. I had to constantly draw on my inner strength and focus on the possibilities. I was going to make things right. I was coming out of denial and correcting the wrong. I believed in myself. Didn't I?