Sunday, July 8, 2012


This afternoon I was browsing through an old shoebox containing bits and pieces from as far back as the mid to late 1990s.  I was amazed to find a piece of paper on which I'd written down my then feelings towards my adoptive mother.  It was a poem I called "Forgiveness" and dated a couple of years after her passing in 1996.  Thankfully, as a result of many years of therapy during the late 90s, in which I dealt with those feelings, no trace of that anger remains.

Mum loved me very much. I will always miss her.


It can't have been easy for you
I know that now.
There came no reassuring touch or words of comfort as you fought the demons which raged within you
Instead, you unleashed those howling beasts upon a helpless child who could not understand your fury.
They frightened me, damn you
Still, it can't have been easy.

© Ann Brien 2012

Above image taken by me in Allihies, West Cork, February 2011.



  1. In the past harbored anger towards my father and my paternal grandparents for an awful they did to me when I was a child. I will not elaborate on the awful part but I'd say it what they did to me was enough for me to distrust them and hate them eventually. It was just so freeing to finally forgive them and myself. We all have moved forward. It really is true that the more you love a person, the bigger the hurt once they betray you. But, the bigger the love after forgiveness.:-)

  2. Thank you so much Joan for sharing your experience with me. It must have been so painful for you especially when the people involved are so close, yes, you are right, the more we love the person, the more it hurts. I'm so glad all is well for you now. Take care, Ann

  3. touching... indeed.
    My warm regards to you Ann

  4. Thanks a mil for your nice comment, very much appreciated. Very warm regards to you also, take care and Cheers! Ann