Opera Interrupted

My mother dreamed of singing opera.
She had the voice that could make that dream come true.
"Whatever you do, do not get married, becuase that will lead to motherhood, which will endanger your operetic destiny," cautioned her professors of music.

But love happened.
And she entered the boat of marriage with my father. And she had babies ... my brothers and I.
And opera, as her professor forshadowed, became forever interrupted.

It is both tragic and triumphant ... the intersection between women's dreams and motherhood, as destinies get modified through the choices of which boats we choose to board and which ones we forego.

The world of opera lost out on my mother's voice.
The world gained my brothers and I.
My mother's heart lost the thrills of receiving standing ovasions that her voice deserved.
My father's heart gained my mother's.

Comments

[Rebecca]

Beautiful.

[hastypearl]

WEll said.
Some things are measured by eternity.
Others, while starry and shimmery, are only temporal.
Laura

[Ella]

Our hearts anchor us, but our dreams get tangled in other hearts and more anchors, and the red thread continues to tangle. Love does this-it sinks and saves us according to the waves... So touching and true! What a beautiful couple-sadness washes over me as I read this. So many sacrifices are made in a woman's life-we need more life preservers-

[Michelle Mathey - POMI]

Truly moving post - women make so many sacrifices in life - we wonder later if it was worth it. . . that answer can only come from within each of us. wish I could've experienced your show firsthand -

[kim Rae Nugent]

Beautifully written and visual post!

[elizabeth bunsen]

so beautiful
heart boatload lovely