My son Cyrus was kidnapped by his father and his parents in 2007. Estranged since 2010- haven't seen or talked to him since despite unsuccessful court battle after court battle....now dealing with drained finances, daily devastation, etc. I'm shocked, saddened and ... access page ...
My son Cyrus was kidnapped by his father and his parents in 2007. Estranged since 2010- haven't seen or talked to him since despite unsuccessful court battle after court battle....now dealing with drained finances, daily devastation, etc. I'm shocked, saddened and appalled to know there are thousands of us in the same situation.
What was once a loving, healthy relationship has now been severed. His 11th birthday is at the end of this month and I dread every September as we share the same birth month- only 5 days apart. I still haven't found a way to cope with the pain, although it's been years now. I normally don't have words for the pain because it's beyond description.
But last night I was inspired to draft this first-ever poem I've written for him entitled: "I Would've". I'm hoping this will bring some release to those in a similar situation, but don't have the words to express the pain. God Bless you all. "I Would've" I would've said "I love you, Cy!" a thousand times a day.
I would've knelt by your bed each night- would've taught you how to pray I would've held you close, so tight, til you said, "Mom, enough, get off!" I know there is no way I could ever get enough Being your mom was a joy and a pleasure Taking care of you was an honor all my own I never thought it could be possible To be evicted from my own home I would've told you every day all the ways you can succeed I would've known no other way with you than to cheer lead Year in year out, I would've watched you grow Celebrating your successes, encouraging you in your failures You would've felt my love in a tangible way, more than you might ever know Knowing what I know now, and the monumental ways I've grown...
I never would've allowed The situation to get out of hand, no matter how loud The noises of opposition and disapproval that came my way I've learned from my mistakes and something like this could never happen today But no matter now since, now it's too late, the damage has been done Severed we are...hearts apart, and yet my heart's so near So near to yours', morning, noon and night There isn't a moment that goes by that you aren't in sight On my heart in my mind's eye, I see you all the time In my dreams, we embrace and spend long overdue visits together To make up for lost time....I wake up so happy and so devastated.
Simultaneously... "Theft", a word that has a new meaning to me all it's own Years, precious moments reserved only for a mother and son, never to be redeemed or replaced How? How could I have been so weak, misguided, deluded to allow such a travesty to take place? My prayer is that one day soon, I see your face Look you in the eye and say with confidence and joy that my love is pure, true, real, and everlasting If only I could.
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