Wednesday, October 8, 2014

There is no Word

Don't you find it interesting how in the world of words, there are words for just about everything?  Including the pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.  Or a librocubicularist, one who reads in bed.
We have widow or widower for a woman or man whose spouse has died.

Orphan is for a child whose parents have died.  One doesn't even have to be a child to be an orphan.  One can be called an orphan even well into adulthood.

As a writer, I certainly love words and the power they hold.  I am fascinated by the fact that words can bring one to tears while those same words can bring one to laughter, depending on the presentation of those words.  

Anyone who doubts the incredible power of words has never given words serious thought and consideration.  It is simple truth that words hold power.

My point in writing the words to this blog is simply this:  if there are so many words for so many things that really don't matter in the grand scheme of things, why isn't there a word for a woman--a mommy--who has lost a child (children)?  Or for a child who is not an only child but yet the only living child?  Or for a man--a daddy--who has lost a child (children)?  Or for the grandparents who have had to watch their precious child suffer the loss of his/her own child--the grandparents' grandchild?  Or for the aunts and uncles???

Do you find that as odd as I do?????

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