My Mother’s Song

Image by Sue Vincent

A while ago, I wrote this 99-word story for the Sue Vincent Classic at Carrot Ranch, and I never got around to sharing it here. Sue has since passed away, leaving a hole in our writing community, and I miss her. I hope you enjoy the story.

My Mother’s Song

Even on a day of grief, the living abide no idleness. Bodies need nourishment, goats tending. The hearth yearns for fire before the wind sweeps us all beneath the dirt. I loathe our hill, the leaden clouds and cold toes, black spots on the moldering potatoes.

For years, I’d griped about my tasks while my mother had sung with the rhythm of her washboard. Of a beauty I couldn’t behold.

Now, without her, I face the quilted valley, the snow-laced mountains, branches gilded by the sun. Only now do I see, and my heart bursts with my mother’s song.

178 thoughts on “My Mother’s Song

  1. I’m so sad to read of Sue’s passing…I visited her blog here and there over the years and this lovely story is a wonderful tribute, Diana.

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  2. Chel Owens says:

    Excellent setting, as always, madame.

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  3. I remember my mom using a washboard. This is beautiful, Diana.

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  4. Annika Perry says:

    So beautiful and tender, Diana! Those songs will stay with you forever, carrying you through life! ❤️

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  5. Your song is beautiful. The imagery, like the photo at the top, is breath-taking.
    The name Sue Vincent is familiar. Was she a part of the blog community? If so, what was the name of her blog?

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  6. Francina says:

    Beautiful and poignant. Such a loving tribute.

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  7. Jennie says:

    That is just beautiful. I miss Sue, too!

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  8. Erica/Erika says:

    Oh, Wow, tears brimming…a beautiful, moving poem, Diana. For me, you share sadness and beauty in the same breath.❤️

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    • I’m so glad your liked this and found it moving, Erica. There’s something universal about aging that brings greater understanding and acceptance of our parents. I certainly feel that way and it’s poignant to recognize that it’s part of growing up. Huge hugs, my friend.

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  9. mydangblog says:

    Absolutely stunning:-)

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  10. judeitakali says:

    So beautiful and touching. 😩❤️

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  11. Jules says:

    I think of those who are lucky enough to remember their mother’s voices… All I have it the half of her she gifted me at birth.
    A lovely rememberance.

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  12. Diana, I felt your words in my heart. A beautiful gift. Thank you. xo
    My mom passed away suddenly 24 years ago. She was only 50. I miss her every day. I’m approaching 50 and with that, I’m graced with a clarity that only time and an open heart can bring.
    Thank you for sharing this with us. Sue, bless her heart, is indeed smiling. xo

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    • Thank you for the beautiful and personal comment, Natalie. I’m sorry that you lost your mom at such a young age. I think many of us do come to understand our parents more as we mature and to appreciate the many gifts we received and took for granted. True for me. One of the poignancies of life. Have a wonderful weekend and you keep smiling too. ❤ ❤

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  13. markbierman says:

    Wow! I love this Diana. 🙂

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  14. Teri Polen says:

    This is beautiful, Diana. Hope your Bookbub promo went well!

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    • Thanks for the kind comment, Teri. The promo went well, but it takes a while for all the retailers to report, so I’m still on pins and needles. What an experience! I’ll share some thoughts when the results are in.

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  15. I relate to this post more than you can ever know. So much metaphor and symbology and truth in this evocative piece. I think of Sue often!

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    • One of the ironies and blessings of life, Pam. Age and experience open our eyes and with that comes understanding, compassion, and appreciation. And sometimes regrets too for the whole growing up thing taking so long! I’m certain though, that your kids hear their mother’s song already. ❤ ❤ Thanks so much for reading. Huge hugs.

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  16. Age brings clarity. This is beautiful, Diana. I miss Sue, too.

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  17. Baydreamer says:

    Oh, wow, Diana, this is so beautiful and poignant. I’m glad you shared, and although I didn’t know Sue, I’m sorry to hear of her passing. Sending hugs..💗

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    • Thank you, Lauren. I have dozens of stories and poems from Sue’s photo prompts. This was part of a challenge in her honor before she died. My last one, which makes sharing it extra special. Have a wonderful day, my friend. ❤

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  18. noelleg44 says:

    Lovely, Diana and poignant. You are a talented writer!

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    • Thanks, Noelle, for the visit and the lovely comment. I do love these challenges – trying to fit a story into so few words. This is my last story based on Sue’s prompts and I’ll miss them. Have a lovely day and Happy Writing!

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