The Duality of Motherhood Poetry Contest
5/10/25
Sponsored by Suzette Richards
Being a mother to adult sons is wonderful and hard and everything in between I am a hard praying, hard fighting, mama when I need to be, but I am also a soft spoken, sweet encourager when it warrants Mental Illness and Substance use have made my role harder and more needed than many moms of grown men, but I am just thankful that I still have the role of mother to both of my amazing sons, because it has come close too many times It feels like I am fighting death for my son's life and I will FIGHT for him. I will show up when he needs me, even when the sight is something that no mother should have to see and I have sat in hospital rooms way, too often I feel like I am also fighting for my son that is not ill, but has a heavier burden to carry due to his brother's condition. Such heavy issues weigh on a person's heart and can cause so much emotional pain, but I promise, I will pray and fight for my sons as long as I have breath.
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