Leaving Her Beloved Emerald Isle

Leaving her beloved Emerald Isle cost her more dearly than she could ever image. Young and naive but hopeful to head out into life believing she was doing what was right and of benefit to her family. She was born in a time where to do so released her poor patents from the care to feed and clothe her and gave them some relief as they and many others were sold the idea that this would work for good and be a benefit. What the particulars and financial arrangements were I will never know. This would later prove to be her sorrow and her hearts longing as she would never return. Her brother promised as he took her money to be sent home and drank it away and convinced the family that she never gave him any. They were angry with her because of this they disowned and set their hearts and the uncle who was a Priest chastised her greatly. Not even hope of her redeeming herself from rejection and judgement back home remained to comfort her lonely long heart. Pain so deep she drank too to cover her when no warmth was given her. She married when released from her servitude and bore five children in that abusive relationship which she spent in a stupor and blur and was sent away before the last of her children reached age one. She tragically died in a bed fire but remained for three days in the hospital then rested peacefully in God's arms. He child lives and was spared being a victim with her . Only her tragic cries and aching heart remain in the recalling and her need to go back to her beloved Emerald Isle. Her first born has visited there but it is the last born daughter who aches in her heart to travel there to bring the love and memory to rest there in loving peace of soul and spirit through her daughters standing there at one with her heart to share the blessing of her life beyond tragedy lives on. Her daughter in living devotion of faith in her heart remembers deeply the value of her life and in faith prayerfully stands in spirit now before God on the matters of the heart and life.
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I truly apologize for typos in this piece. Parents not patents....lonely heart not lonely long heart......set their hearts against her,.......her child not he....remained. No one to comfort her lonely heart.
I hope this helps because I am new and do not know how to directly go back to correct it afterwards. My iPad and touch pad are not always accurate and i can miss so much as I write. I have some sight and cognitive limitations so I can miss it and loose more than I get through to post on here. I appreciate your patience as I learn more. This is such a kind creative place to trust and try and hope to improve. I know there are so many excellent writers who may have better typing skills and systems to correct their writing and can transfer it on sit better than I am able to do now. I am the child the fifth of the mother who was born in Ireland and came here as an indentured servant and this is my beginning to write about it. Thank you for every thoughtful and gracious reader who bears with me in this beginning of telling this story. It was only rece tly that I received a photo of her. I do not know how to transfer it onto here and it is on a thumb drive now. I hope to improve in the future or get help to learn and for typing my writings in a better form but until then it is just myself and my creative heart must try and trust each time I put one of my writings up here. Love and blessings and joy in your own creative journey on Cosmo:)
DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT I GET THE MESSAGE AND THANX Alice please keep them coming