Category Archives: Motherhood

The Weekend/Separation Anxiety

I cried every Friday when they left, that first year. Then I started dancing. Copyright Suzanne Norton 2017

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Growing Up

I held his grown body as he cried. All ego disappeared. The sad little boy crawled out from inside  all the pain and fear. He held me with a tight fierce grip, letting tender feelings show. “I’m sorry Mom” was … Continue reading

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Storytelling

I always told him the same story when he was growing up. The plot was simple – love, marriage, sex. Now the characters have changed, and we’re both too old for fairy tales. I think I’ll give non-fiction a shot. … Continue reading

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Stages

he doesn’t play on the playground anymore. he plays on the computer, in his bedroom behind a closed door. I check e-mail on my cell phone, standing in the kitchen, thinking – these days, it seems, we’re all hiding behind … Continue reading

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Alone

He doesn’t come home anymore. It’s three in the morning and I feel like crying. Copyright Suzanne Norton 2016

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Bittersweet Transitions

My son went away to university tonight. Actually I drove him there – a whole 3 1/2 miles away. I sobbed on the drive home. And on into the house, where my younger son so lovingly consoled me. Saying, “Just … Continue reading

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Trapped

Every night he screamed out in his sleep. “Mommy! Mommy!  Where are you?” “I’m right here sweetie.  Mommy’s right here.” He looked straight into my eyes, unable to see me.  The terrified cry came again. “Mommy!” Still trapped inside his … Continue reading

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