freedom

I just read some words that my mom wrote that she felt

belittled by the important men in her life.

It seemed like she was never completely freed

from those critical voices in her head.

It makes me mad and sad.

Why couldn't she be freed from this?

Seems like such a loss.

In not a trite or glib way at all, but maybe there are 

just some things left for heaven.

I hope my girls won't be so burdened so 

as not be free this side of heaven.

Pain, of course.  But not enslaved by

their pain.

I fought for it for my mom and I will fight

for that in them and others.