What Does It Feel To Grow Up Without A Mother?

In commemorating my breakdown, couple days ago just right after Mother’s day, to a question about growing up without my mother. I am going to share a little bit what does it feel to be motherless. These question below I took from this great blog Walking Barefoot by Brenda Della Casa about Growing Up Without A Mother: Five Women Share Their Story.

How old were you when your mother passed/left? I was 14.

Can you briefly share the circumstances surrounding your situation? My mother was died at age 38 from complications after gave birth to my little brother.

Did her leaving/passing have an immediate impact? It didn’t sink in right away. I felt like I was in a dark and bleak room and after a couple of days I out of the room and run my day by day like a robot. I emotionless since. I went through a depression in high school and suffered with anxiety and low self-esteem.

Who raised you? My dad, my grandparents and my aunts in particular. Environment at the most.

How was her absence handled in your household? I am not functioning very well and my grandparents took control of it and my dad on the weekends (because he works out of town). Juggled between new routines, new environment and new life with my brothers.

How did this impact you? I should be though. I supposed to support and take care of my 3 brothers but that time I didn’t understand very well. It’s like our boat is sinking and everyone try to save themselves first. I thought about only myself and actually forgot the rest of them.

What did growing up without a mother feel like as a child/teen? As a teen, I hated every things. I hated when everyone started to talk about my mom with the pity in their eyes. I hated the person who talk about her. I hated myself. I hated my surroundings. I didn’t even cry when my mother died until some years later and it’s only a weep. Until I realized life is so much harder and it’ll be easier if there’s someone I can talk to.

How do you feel her absence has influenced you as an adult? It made me strong and fragile. At first I was all but positive. I have a lot of issues, fears, insecurities and problems. Nowadays, through God and spiritual journey I find more peace. But what past created still made me today. I was still hard to myself. I still held people at arm’s length because I didn’t want to get hurts. But the hardest thing is to see mother-daughter relationship. I was lonely because all in the house are boys, I have no one to ask for advice or simple girly stuff and it affected me no liking girls stuff.

In what ways has her absence influenced your ideas about motherhood? I anxious about being a mother big time. Many people didn’t know that the other reason I wasn’t having a baby now because I was scared of becoming one and I didn’t have women I am comfortable with to ask about womanhood and motherhood.

What do you feel is misunderstood about motherless children? That we’re strong and grow up well. You could still find a hole or holes that anything can’t fill up.

How do you feel about your mother today? She’s great and I love her a lot. But still she’s a topic I never really want to talk about with people but I write about a lot. And we’ll meet soon.

How do you handle Mothers Day? I didn’t have one to celebrate. I commemorated her birthday and death only.

How have you healed? 7 years to achieve the acceptance stage. And I’m not going to say I’m healed but I am better. There will always holes that supposed to be fill by my mother only. But God will fill it for me, I hope.

Any additional thoughts? Her death was a major thing happen and it shattered me. But it also the one that can make me stand up and stronger than my peers. As much as I love her, God love her much more. As much as she being here with me, I grateful God took her to one place she more deserved.

We’ll see you soon, Mom.

.Cheers.

ForThePromptless – S. 2, Ep. 1 – The Alter Ego

The Alter Ego, in Latin, literally means “Second I” or “Second Self”.  It can refer to an opposite side to the personality within someone, or a counterpart like a trusted friend.

More info on the history of the Alter Ego, as well as alternate meanings here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alter_ego

Suggested Prompts:

  • Share a picture of your alter ego, whether it be your best friend, or a version of you that others don’t often see
  • Share a picture of your pet’s alter egos
  • Write a poem/story about the alter ego
  • Make a list of your favorite alter ego duos in literature or film
  • … or make up your own prompt related to the theme!

Wohhooohhooo Rarasaur this is a very dangerous promptless for me. In reality, I think no one ever I really showed people the truly me or even the other me but I did somehow showing it on my blog. I have two alter ego but I am just gonna show you one here. The one that I think more acceptable just in case my family or my friends accidentally have their eyes in my blog. In my other blog the explanation of myself always stated: who was born half a supermodel and half a rock-star.

I knew I can’t be my alter ego in real life but I knew she was sleeping inside of me :D I always fascinated with loud and hard music varied from soft rock to hard rock to heavy metal, contemporary heavy metal, metal core, post-hardcore, emo, alternative metal, rap rock and nu metal, grunge, and all. I don’t care the genre as long as it loud enough to scream. I didn’t know a lot of female rock singer but my all-time favorite is always Hayley Williams. Well it’s more I listen Paramore music thousand times but I gotta admit she’s not bad.

Recently, I listen to TayMom music yes Taylor Momsen. Well, I guess she’s pretty close to what my alter ego is. She has model figures and do rock music though I expect more rough. She’s young and a rebel and sexy as hell. But no way am gonna strip myself :p

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Pattern

This week Weekly Photo Challenge: Pattern theme. I have tug of war whether I do this challenge or not but I try to give it a shot. Recently I went to National Museum by myself and which I found very interesting. Full history of my country, ethnic by ethnic, region by region, prehistoric to historic and I found a lot of beautiful pattern.

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WP_002250I know I shouldn’t have to

Feel as if I didn’t own it

Where I actually did

I feel jealousy

Because people look at you

And not me

Because people see but me

I hate you

Because all my insecurities

That tore me

and All I blame with profanity

O fools me

I know I shouldn’t have to

Think as if I am the only who deserve it

Where I actually not

I feel a pang

In my heart

Because I blame you and me

And the people before me

I hate them

Because they are my insecurities

That cracks me

and All I do more stupidity

O silly me

O devil I no desire on kneel you

Share Your World – 2013 Week 20

Share Your World – 2013 Week 20

Do you like winter, or not, and why?

I lived in tropical country so there’s no such thing as winter. As much as I want to touch snow, I can’t stand cold more. Rainy season here quite cold (esp in my hometown it’s definitely coooooolllllddddd) and humid, though not as cold as winter but it’s still feel cold.

Are you a listener or talker?

Am not a good talker even with my hubs, he still sometime misinterpret my intentions behind words. And I’d feel guilty afterwards but he knows me and patient about that. But when it comes to other people, once I start talking either it’s stupid words comes out my mouth or seemed unrelated answers. So I end up being a good listener. Many times my best-friends told me about their problems I didn’t give advice in return only if they want it to and since I am not a good talker all my advice will be very real and harsh. T’was me being straight forward.

What is your favorite juice or fruit drink?

I don’t really like fruit but I try to eat once a day. My choice will be fresh guava juice or artificial apple tea that they sold in supermarket.

What do you have to be so happy about?

I don’t know but every thing made me happy. Life. Love. Husband. Family. Dad. Brothers. Best-friends. Loneliness. Breathing. Different. OCD. Money. Food. Working. Books. Reading. Walking. Browsing. Blogging.

I’ve been struggling to blogging now because entering new phase at work and I have pile of paperwork in my desk. Yes I read some post people in blogosphere write but I can’t make one for myself in this short time so I’ll enjoy Share Your World for now. Join!

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Share Your World – 2013 Week 19

Share Your World – 2013 Week 19

On a vacation what you would require in any place that you would stay? Question came from Wanderings of an Elusive Mind

Beach, for sure, and beautiful tranquil surrounding. You can consider myself as young but recently I wasn’t a fan of backpacking or touristic things. I’ve changed the way I define vacation so there’s no more rush but more like leisure and pleasure.

If you were or are a writer do you prefer writing short stories, poems or novels?

I’ve been reading poems since I was in high school and if I piled it, it’ll make one decent poems book. But I do really want to write a novel. I just don’t find it easy and I will hit myself in a dead end. It will last to three to four pages because I can’t control the flowing of the ideas, the words, the plots and it drives me crazy. I have one folder in my computer consist of unfinished or maybe barely-start novels.

What’s your favorite song of the moment?

Any kind of cover music Mike Tompkins did or do.

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Titanium by David Guetta feat Sia

If you were to buy a new house/apartment what is the top items on your wish list?

First house maybe not as perfect as I dream of but first house will always memorable. I hope me and hubs will be able to have it by next year. So, let’s see what I have on my top wish list:

  • Decent but beautiful kitchen with bar and fully furnished
  • Walk in closet and showers
  • Front and back yard

It’s been a busy week and thank u again Cee your questions can make me rest and smile for a while.

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About Being Happy?

I’ve just read one note of my junior on Facebook about how he thinks he’s not as simply happy as other people. This is really intrigued me but as much as I want to comment about being happy but I didn’t wanna people ‘look’ at me.

He noted stuff that I’ve been through it too, to have a scholarship in other country, a great position in a company, pretty inspired for people around me, are things I look up when I was in college until a few years I graduated and dip myself in a new working world.

I am not people who academically achieve some great hit who run proudly with tittle cum-laud. Nope, I’m just average in almost everything. Though I’m pretty smart in Math and English, studying wasn’t my thing, I don’t know but I think I get my mind divide a lot as I struggle with the post-death of my mother. Finding the lost love I couldn’t fill in. So, at that time I envy a lot of smart people or who I think people think they are smart and it really hurting when I realize that people only look up to people who are smart that their achievement on academical is very inspiring to other. As if I am invisible. Non-exist. But not until I found my path to GOD.

I was born with my parents religion in me but it didn’t make me learn more deeply about it, only some basics. At the age of 15 I struggle to find my path to God, I look for it for almost 7 years. I look for someone who can teach me my religion in a way that I found acceptable. and I did.

As soon as I started to learn about my religion I found a new different level of solace. I learn to admit all my mistakes, my flaws, my passions, my goals, even my goodness. I learn to forgive all my mistakes-all my past and all of that help me find myself. Find a new me with a new goals. I no longer care about how much money I will take, how great position I will stand, how people will look up at me, how I want people get inspired of me, nope, I no longer care about stuff. I surrender myself to life. Life isn’t always what we want it no matter how hard we tried, the final decision is in God’s hand and that’s what I am doing. I know what I think will good for me but God knows the best for me.

Like a flowing water, that’s how I feel my life right now. I do big effort for what I want but I let God choose it for me. I speak like with no truth but if I make a quick flashback there’s a lot of things I am grateful about for being not happening or not working out. I’m grateful I took my major even though I hate it for ever. I’m grateful I wasn’t turn into a bad girl in my lowest life. I’m grateful I look for God and not drugs. Even I have any rights to be a bad and broken person.

My goals now is so much simpler now: to afterlife, to treasure life with my husband, my family and my best-friends.

I am not saying material stuff like money isn’t important, it is. But I refuse money control my life. You know why I like death so much because it’s remembering me of how must I live. Because when I die I won’t bring such a thrones and treasure with me, I’ll leave everything behind. Above of all, be grateful for everything, every good and bad things. I am not gonna say it’s going to be easy but it’s always worth to try. Life is short to work so hard achieving to only something we won’t bring for afterlife to the point we forgot God and people around us.

Am not always happy but I tried so hard to stay happy with it.

“Happiness can be learned, but finding meaning and a purpose in life is what leads to it, not the other way around. The happiest people appreciate and realise that being happy adds years to their life, and life to their years.” (from The World Book Of Happiness by Leo Bormans).

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Share Your World – 2013 Week 18

I think I’ve been living under the rock for too long time. Just now I realize didn’t pay attention to new amazing songs or fashion or any kind ‘in’. It’s just am not people who like to follow trends, I have my own things but now since I met a lot of amazing things, I regret a little bit.

This week Share Your World questions are:

What is your favorite animal?

Horse. I want to horse race too. One time my family had it but I ended up getting a pregnant horse ride it for only a short time with my brother.

What is your favorite comfort snack food?

I don’t know. I don’t do snack. No chips or crisp. Well, you’ll be surprised if I told you my snack food means cake or bread :) But this are foods I usually eat that kind lighten my mood: Bandrek-hot spiced drink (ginger, cloves, cinnamon) sometime I add milk, cake or brownies (I can eat a whole plate).

What subject would you like to study in depth, if given the time to do so?

Math, English literature, photography and maybe music (but let’s say am deaf-tone). Pretty vary but that’s what I can do (except music) but I regret I don’t advance it.

What object do you always have with you when traveling and why?

Camera or my phone for taking pictures. Obviously.

Any recommendations for music I should listen? I’m putting my kindle for a while and decide to listen some music.

Have a great Tuesday and don’t forget to join!

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::credit on the pictures::

Prompts for the Promptless – Ep. 10 – Saudade

Saudade is a Portuguese word that describes a deep emotional state of nostalgic longing for an absent something/someone that one loves. Moreover, it often carries a repressed knowledge that the object of longing will never return.

Saudade was once described as “the love that remains” after someone is gone. Saudade is the recollection of feelings, experiences, places or events that once brought excitement, pleasure, well-being, which now triggers the senses and makes one live again. It can be described as an emptiness, like someone (e.g., one’s children, parents, sibling, grandparents, friends, pets) or something (e.g., places, things one used to do in childhood, or other activities performed in the past) that should be there in a particular moment is missing, and the individual feels this absence. It brings sad and happy feelings all together, sadness for missing and happiness for having experienced the feeling.

Thank you Rarasaur for making me learning new language and this is my first time do the Prompt for the Promptless.

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I miss my mom’s cook and her presence in the kitchen.

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Daily Prompt: Stranger

Have you ever had a random encounter or fleeting moment with a stranger that stuck with you?

I am all about strangers. random and fleeting.

I think it is my solitariness that brought me to strangers. My first ‘real’ boyfriend, my best-friends, some secret admirer all are strangers at first. Even until recently.

I think me being alone is a magnet for strangers, a lot of times I think why men easily approach woman who is solo and not in a pack, and that’s it. I am all about mute when face-to-face conversations though but that didn’t hinder them to approach me. I met strangers everywhere but mostly on internet chatting or swimming pool.

I could talk often on internet chatting and being so chatty online but in offline I was statue. It’s hard for me to speak to real person, can you give me any reasons why? But I’ve dated some off guys form my internet chatting but went no further and I guess you know the reasons, I wasn’t as interesting as I was online.

I know, you’ll probably questioning how come swimming pool could be place where I met a lot of strangers. Well, I was kinda different girl to come to swimming pool in pack and all they do just chatting but I actually swimming in the same line with the men and I swim as much as the men do and even more. So I guess that’s where my attraction comes from. They’ll start on “how many lap have you been?” then to “what time do you finish?” then “can I take you home?” to “can I have your phone number?” or “will you come back next week?”. And I’ll answer monosyllabic. My encounter once lead me to job offer, he insist I apply to his office. But I never really took further with them because most of them pretty persistence to the point I’m sick of it. I hate when people insist me so it’ll never work out. But once, absentmindedly I agree when one of them drive me home and I swear that’ll be the last for it. I dread for being so stupid but I thank GOD there’s no such bad thing happen.

I was pretty brave girl when I young and not thinking the dangers of involving with strangers but after some not too good experiences I became more cautious. Basic knowledge:

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