Words That Heal: My Poetry Journey and Dedication to My Mother
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Words have been my companions for decades. They’ve been my solace during times of joy and my refuge during periods of hardship. For as long as I can remember, poetry has been a vital part of my life—a language to express what sometimes feels impossible to articulate. My poetry book, a culmination of years of emotion, reflection, and growth, is much more than pages of words; it is a testament to my journey, my healing, and my love for my mother. (Paid Ad)
This story is not just about poetry; it’s about resilience, love, and the power of words to comfort and transform. I want to share how poetry helped me through the darkest moments, how it became my voice during the hardest times, and my heartfelt tribute to my mother, who quietly supported my dreams every step of the way.
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The Longstanding Love for Words
My love for words started early. I was enchanted by poetry, stories, and the way language could evoke emotion and paint vivid pictures in the mind. Over the years, I kept a journal, wrote poems, and found comfort in the rhythm and flow of language. Poetry became my refuge, a safe space where I could process feelings I couldn’t put into prose. A secret joy that I tucked away in the notebook I carried at all times, just in case a fleeting thought escaped. Worried that I may never recapture those words, I inked them away on lined paper with little drawings sketched in their margins.
During difficult times—My mother's stroke, my father's absence, uncertainty of life—my poetry was my anchor. It helped me make sense of chaos, find meaning in pain, and express what I couldn’t say aloud. It was my therapy, my sanctuary, my voice when I felt silenced.
Drafting During Lockdown: A Quiet Support System
The COVID-19 pandemic created a new reality— lockdown, isolation, and a lot of introspection. During this period, I drafted the manuscript of my poetry collection. Those months were intense but also transformative. Despite the solitude, I found comfort in pouring my feelings onto paper, crafting each poem with care or dusting off past words in those treasured, decades-old notebooks.
My mother, ever quietly supportive, was my cheerleader during this process. She believed in my talent and encouraged me to pursue my goal of publishing, even when her limited use of the English language (due to her stroke) made it impossible for her to fully grasp my work. Her gentle words, her unwavering belief, gave me strength when I needed it most.
The Passing of My Mother: A Deep Loss and New Beginnings
Losing my mother was a devastating blow. Her passing in the same year I was finally ready to publish my poetry collection made everything feel more poignant. It was as if her silent support had carried me through so much, and now I was honouring her memory more tangibly.
My goal became even more meaningful—finishing and publishing the book in 2022, the year of her passing, and dedicating it to her. I wanted her to know how much her quiet presence, her unwavering belief, and her love meant to me. She was part of this journey from the very beginning, and her spirit continues to inspire every word I write.
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The Book: A Testament of Love and Resilience
Publishing this book was not just about sharing my work; it was about embracing vulnerability, honouring my mother’s memory, and showing others that healing can be found in creative expression.
Healing Through Words
Writing continues to be my anchor. It’s a daily practice that helps me process emotions, stay grounded, and find peace. My poetry is now part of my ongoing healing journey, and I hope it can inspire others to find their own voice amidst pain and loss.
Whether you’re writing, painting, or engaging in any creative practice, remember that your voice matters. Art and words can be powerful tools to heal, connect, and grow.
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Looking Ahead
My journey is ongoing. I am grateful for the healing power of words, and I look forward to creating, sharing, and inspiring others. I hope that my poetry reaches those who need it most—reminding them that in vulnerability, there is strength; in art, there is hope.
Warm Disclaimer: Please remember, everyone’s healing journey is personal and unique. While creative expression can be a powerful tool for healing, it is not a substitute for professional support if you’re experiencing significant emotional distress. If you’re struggling with grief, depression, or mental health issues, consider reaching out to a mental health professional. Be gentle with yourself and honour your pace of healing.
