Life Without Mother Is Painful Novels & Stories

"You have your mother, Nicole. At least, you can look up to her." "Everyone isn't as fortunate as you to have a mother, to have a family." Nicole watches me carefully as I continue. "Ask me about the pain of children who don't have a family, who are orphans, Cole. It's really difficult to grow up without having anyone to look after you." I tell her truthfully.

“It is okay, I did not expect you to remember it anyway!” “Ouch! That is just cold.” “What is cold?” “Wow, are you for real?” she is shocked by his reply. “Sorry if I am being rude, it has just been a tough time ever since my father died.” “Ohh, my condolences, I am sorry I did not know!” she shows sympathy getting closer to him. “It is fine, I will be fine!” “Good then, what about your mother?” “My mother died when I was a little boy!” She remains silent for a while, the pain of being alone in the world is too much for one to bear. The pain of losing your loved ones twists the heart to the deepest parts of darkness and at these times is when one desires comfort from those around, loved one

" Or what? What are you gonna do? What do you intend doing that you haven't done? Would you try to kill me as well,the same way you murdered an innocent bae in my womb? You killed my baby and I am going to make sure you pay dearly for taking away the first life I was able to birth into this world. Do you know how painful it is as a young mother to see your baby die and there's absolutely nothing you can do about it? Do you know the magnitude of pain a mother's heart yields immediately when she loses a child?.” Charlotte rolled her eyes, unaffected. She scoffed,her lack of empathy palpable. My voice stiffened as the mere thought of my lost pregnancy,made my heart sour. “ Have you ever thought

Everything is perfect. Mom is here. My father isn't here. My sister isn't here. No more pain, no more suffering. But unfortunately, life doesn't like me very much and likes to bite me in the ass. Because my vision was blurry, my hands were weak and laying motionless beside me. Me and my mom were slowly drifting apart. I was losing her. Again.

But, she could still not move on from Aaron. *** That night, Jeanne was browsing through the internet as she was feeling sleepy to continue working. Suddenly, an article popped out. 'Living the life without a father' by anonymous. Jeanne suddenly felt interested to read the article. Throughout the article, the writer explained her struggle with living as a single mother. Her life was far from perfect as her mother was not well off, having to work day and night to provide for her.

It has been weeks since Cabin Dante, Crystal’s mother died, it has taken quite a toll on her, sometimes she finds it hard to believe that her mother is no more. Sometimes, she would pray that her mother gets better without even realizing that she has no one to wait for anymore. It was more painful than she imagined, she felt empty and without objective, she wanted to live in the previous days, the days when she was still younger. It wasn’t quite hard to wake up from that dream, and open her eyes to her current nightmare.

Honestly, living without love is like losing the spirit of life, no one pays attention, no one understands about sharing feelings and the burdens of life anymore. But when night comes, my mind flashes to my children and parents who are far away. Whatever it was I had to keep fighting, working to meet our needs. Especially now, it can be said that I am the only pillar of their life. Daddy has not worked for 5 years because of a disability due to an accident, Mom has retired a long time ago. I have to be strong, no matter how hard my life is, I have to face it. Now I'm closer to God, choosing to complain to him, choosing to cry on a prayer mat for all the difficulties I'm experiencing, surrend

He didn't know if his mother had a relative who had cleaned the grave, he didn't know if his mother had a friend, but he didn't think anything of it, he felt too sad to think about it. "A friend I didn't know." She thought sitting on the grave. "Mommy, I apologize for not coming sooner, I still can't get used to the idea that you're not in this world," she sobbed, pressing her face to the tombstone. I'm going to be a mother and I think the hardest thing about being a mother is being a mother without my mother," she cried inconsolably. I feel lonely, sad, empty without you, it hurts that my father has left me, it hurts that my sister hates me, it hurts me to be alone in this world, and to hav

' I don't know , how will I survive without you once you are married ' teased her mother as she placed her warm hand over her cheek 'You are the only joy for me in this harsh life - without you this house will become so cold '. A sob etched in her throat .. her mother she couldn't even bear the thought of letting her go to another house , away from her .And now that she was dead , not even on the face of the earth , not to be ever seen - how was her mother going survive? How was she ? How did cope after her death ? And her father - Gods , her father who considered her as his pride what about him ? And her little brother - who was so dependant on her for everything - What about him ?

And to find out that I was a fruit of a loveless relationship and unhappy marriage, what more life could ever slap me? I suddenly felt so bad for my mother. She is the only person who cared so much for me. She had suffered so much in her life and to find out that she was never loved by the only man she loved hurt me so deeply. My poor mother who did nothing but love her family. It breaks my heart to think about the pain and loneliness she had endured. For a good and loving woman like her, she doesn't deserve to have such a lonely life. It hurts so bad I can do nothing but cry and endure the pain. I had enough for today. It somehow makes me wonder if my life is worth living? No matter how har