I remember how hard it was when I discovered I was pregnant and experienced so many changes that I wasn’t expecting. When I gave birth, then took my baby home and had to look after her on my own for the first time; I was scared I’d get it wrong and terrified I we wouldn’t bond. When I had to bring her up on my own, I was so worried that I was a bad mother and she would grow up to hate me.
I was wrong – I got some things right. My daughter grew up to be a wonderful, confident young woman who now has a child of her own. And my role has changed as a grandmother: I have to take a back seat, not interfere and be ready to step in when I’m asked.
the ducklings have grown
pairing up when the leaves fall
Kim M. Russell, 29th October 2018
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Haibun Monday: Transitions
Merril is guest pub-tending at the dVerse Poets Pub today and she says that this time of year seems full of transitions: setting the clocks back an hour (which we’ve already done here in the UK); drifting further into autumn with longer periods of darkness; and the leaves falling now. She reminds us that, in other parts of the world, it’s moving towards summer, or perhaps a rainy or dry season. She has shared examples of different types of change in a range of songs and poems.
For this Haibun Monday, Merril wants us to write about change – specifically about a transitional time in our lives. It could be something profound—a near death experience, for example. It could be about starting or leaving a job, getting married, or having a baby. It could be how we feel when the seasons change. It could even be about how we helped someone else through a transitional time. How we define transition is up to us.