My Poetic Style

Can you share a positive example of where you’ve felt loved?

This is a really hard question to respond to. Positive examples are hard to come by, especially growing up. Of course, if I remember anything.

Everyone would be on pins and needles because of a certain person. Of what I remember of my childhood we had to be quiet at all times. If the weather was good, we would be outside. My mom was loving, sort of. “I love you” wasn’t mentioned or shown, or even shared.

I really don’t know what this emotion means. I was and still am numb.

My memories seem to be selective. I remember certain things, certain events, certain people and places. Certain smells and certain sounds kind of take me to an unwanted image or two.

I survived, sort of…