A Mother’s Reward

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Photo Credit @Liz Young

A Mother’s Reward
by T. Delaplain

Seven lay resting: too early, too late, born still, the measles, poisoned blood. Those that God left, the Great War took away. Wandering through the stones and crosses stepping over a fresh mound of turned soil through a haze of lilies, she offered praise and forgiveness. Arms finally full, now she could care for her babies.

An offering for Friday Fictioneers. We will give you 100 words to say your peace.

36 thoughts on “A Mother’s Reward

  1. This is beautiful. I love how you tell us who the seven were. Perfect and perfectly sad.

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  2. What a life for a mother to have to bury all her children.. love the way you marked the time by references to cause of death we rarely see these days.

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  3. Dear Tracey,

    100 words to say your peace. Love it. Lovely story that covers a lifetime of heartbreak in few words. Now she’s at peace. I hope heaven is like that. Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  4. I read this earlier today and had to step back and soak it in to find words… and still those words fail. This is that good. 🙂 ❤

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  5. michael1148humphris

    Powerful and piognant, well writen

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  6. Wow! Riveting. And painful. And ultimately beautiful.

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  7. I have finally caught my breath enough to comment. That was beautifully done. Such a sad tale of a time when life was so easily taken away…

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  8. Tremendously moving, Tracey. Well done.

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  9. The first thing that entered my warped my upon reading your little tale was the song below.

    In the afterlife / You could be headed for the serious strife / Now you make the scene all day / But tomorrow there’ll be Hell to pay – Squirrel Nut Zippers

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  10. I agree—a very poignant account of life and death back when. The Spanish flu got a lot the war left, too.
    Did I get it right that the freshly dug grave is hers?

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  11. Love the line “Whom God left, war took”!
    Such a comment on mankind’s ways!💐

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  12. So much time and sadness explored so movingly in this brief piece. I hope for a happy reunion.

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  13. So much in a few words! Loved it.

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  14. Lovely language – somewhere between a Victorian hymn and a chilling nursery rhyme. I could smell those funeral lilies.

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  15. Poignant. Heart-aching. Real. That’s the way life was.

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  16. i guess it should be understandable that families wanted more children back then. the probability of surviving to adulthood was low.

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  17. ‘Arms finally full’ takes the sting out of it, but what losses she has suffered.

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  18. My, how I feel for her! I do not know how mothers did it back then, losing so many children as if it were a way of life.

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