Unconditional

April 22, 2011
By SunnyMuffin12 BRONZE, Goose Creek, South Carolina
SunnyMuffin12 BRONZE, Goose Creek, South Carolina
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The mended coffee mug
My mother is sipping from
was the reason she
taught me about love.

I was running through the house--
Mom always said not to--and I found out why.
My arms flung wide as a river,
I hit the porcelain cup, and it flew
across the floor, breaking into a countless amount of pieces.

She heard two noises--crash and sobbing.
Down the stairs, she saw my mistake
and saw me. I trembled, whimpering. She pursed her lips.
Then she smiled.

"You don't hate me?" Soft hands
around me. "Of course not. It was an accident. Nothing
would stop me from loving you."
"Even if I broke all the cups?"
"Even then, baby. Even then."

The author's comments:
My Creative Writing teacher asked us to write about an aspect of family, and I wanted to portray the love a parent has for a child and the way a child learns that through all the mistakes and mess-ups, parents will be there.

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