A Mother
My mother died surrounded by those who knew her only by a
narrowly defined role and failure of expectations. While to this
day, only seen as the blame for their short-comings, deficiencies
and mistakes, due to choosing to grant them a life where she had
very little control and all needs unmet were also burdened by
resentment of society. That her plight is invisible due to gender is
a story of discrimination that goes untold or just unheard. She --the
mother-- may as well had died alone, since who she was, just invisible to
those surrounding her, while there being anything more about her
than they knew is just incomprehensible as she faded away from
a life so unfulfilled.
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