Growing
up Without a Mother
My mother moved away when I
was three years old
I don’t recall much about
when she was there,
except the fire that
destroyed our house.
My father was a good
man,
He did his best to care for
us four boys.
Mother was enamored with a
much faster life.
Only later did I realize the
debt I owe her.
She was there when I needed
her the most.
You see, I was born very
premature, weighing
only a pound and a half per
the Country Doc.
He said that I would not live
through the night.
His advice, “give him a
quarter of an aspirin
and let him die in peace.”
She gave me the aspirin and I
slept through the night.,
The next morning, she gave me
a whole aspirin.
That worked even better, I
slept for six weeks.
Mother fed me from a nose
dropper.
She made an incubator out of
a shoe box.
I lived and come July I will
have
lived
Eighty-three years on
borrowed time.
Robert Hewett Sr. was born in
1933 on a Texas cotton farm. He moved to Oklahoma City at Age 14 and entered
the U. S Army from there in 1953. Robert has been writing poetry and short
stories for his family and himself since his teen years, but is just now
publishing his collection of works. His hobbies include writing poetry and
stories; clock and watch collections; gardening and growing flowers and shrubs
from cuttings. Most of his poetry tells a story, a gift from his father who was
a master story teller. He has received numerous awards for his work in his
professional life and for his writing. You can find some of his writings at
"roberthewettsr.hubpages.com"
Thanks for sharing your story.
ReplyDeleteYou are welcome Peggy, thanks for rading for me. Robert
DeleteThank you for sharing your remarkable story of being alive.
ReplyDeleteThank you Jo for reading and commenting. Robert
DeleteI was so touched by your beautiful story of your beginning. She loved you and made sure you lived. You had a strong will to live.
ReplyDeleteA happy early birthday to you Robert.I grew up without a father, but I believe the early years are very difficult without a mother. Blessings my friend. Connie
Hi Connie thanks for your very intuitive comment. I agree with you that growing up in a one-parent home affects your life and the way you interact after you marry and have children of your own.
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