Checking In With Kate

Since my birth mother Kate died I've had time to sort out the whole relationship a bit. I'm realizing that she was a survivor, and being with a survivor can be daunting. They tend to bring close all the horrible things that we would rather not think about. But time has helped me to be able to look back and appreciate her more, to focus on the good conversations. And to again be grateful that she was brave enough to go through the adoption process.

Kate was very spiritual. She believed that when she died she would watch over all of those that she loved. So when I got a package in the mail today from Milwaukee I knew it was from Kate. Her best friend Linda sent me some art work and poetry that Kate had created when she was alive. Here is one of the poems, I typed it exactly as she wrote it.

Child of my womb
Born out of rivers of pain
washing away the sorrow
as the years passed by.

Child of my womb
Raised by others, as I set you free
to chose another path
than that which bound you to me

Child of my womb
Now a woman, in your own right
keeping me awake at night
Wondering, wandering in who
you have become

Child of my womb
Married lady, mother of your
own child of your womb
Blessed be your life and
those beyond.

- Rev. Kate Bradley

12 comments:

jakelliesmom said...

Beautiful. Thank you for sharing it.

Anonymous said...

Thanks for sharing your poem. It was beautiful. I was crying!

Katrina said...

Wow. Just wow. That was beautiful.

marymurtz said...

Holy smokes...I read that three times through and the sob that caught at my throat the third time almost tore me up.

What a gift that poem is. Incredible.

Jennifer said...

That is beautiful, Lotta.

lildb said...

what a damn lovely gift.

wow.

(you know I'm capable of many words in most settings, but this is not one of those moments.)

Evil J9 said...

As an adoptee who has no idea who her birth mother is, I can only hope and dream that she thinks of me the way Kate thought of you.

It's the things like this that make it easy to understand and forgive everything else. The unconditional love she had for you far outweighs any pain she may have caused or endured.

Beautiful : )

Jamie said...

*tear* That is just a great treasure for you to have from your mom. Very beautiful. I think you need to have it framed.

Ashley said...

Beautiful. Clearly, writing ability is in your genes. You should have Kate published.

By the way, I think you're both honorary Southerners... everyone knows that Southern writers are 1/2 pure talent and the other half crazy. And I mean that in the nicest way.

:)

Lotta said...

Thank you all for your nice words.

Ashley - That's a huge compliment as I am a total Souther-a-phile. My biological father was from South Carolina so I think it's in my blood somewhere. The crazy and the desire to write.

Lotta said...

Thank you all for your nice words.

Ashley - That's a huge compliment as I am a total Souther-a-phile. My biological father was from South Carolina so I think it's in my blood somewhere. The crazy and the desire to write.

Hetha said...

Wow. I can't believe you have this! It's gorgeous, a total treasure. I think most adoptees would give anything to have somthing like this.