Today is Mother’s Day

Today is Mother’s Day. A day filled with joy, love, happiness, laughter. A day of celebration. But not for you, today is a day of pain. Today is a day of sadness. While others smile, your heart is aching. While mother’s hold new babies. You heart is breaking. You are longing for chubby fingers and toes. You long for snuggles and arms that are full. Instead, you feel the emptiness. You feel unseen. You feel pain.

Today is Mother’s Day. A day filled with joy, love, happiness, laughter. A day of celebration. But not for you, today is a day of sadness. Your mom is gone. You heart has a hole. An empty space. The grave is your meeting place. Pictures, movies, and memories are all that are left. You miss her, want her near. You long for one more day together. One more hug, one more kiss, one more “I love you.” But there won’t be any. You pain feels too great to bear. The grief overwhelms.

Today is Mother’s Day. A day filled with joy, love, happiness, laughter. A day of celebration. But not for you, today is a day of suffering. You see mothers and children. You see their laughter, you see their love. But your heart can’t understand. Your mother wasn’t there. You were abandoned. You didn’t get to know. You didn’t get to see. There are no memories. Their is no longing for better days and better times. There is just the unknown, the abandon, the rejection.

Today is Mother’s Day. A day filled with joy, love, happiness, laughter. A day of celebration. But not for you, today is a day of sorrow. Your memories are filled with hurt and physical pain. There was yelling, hitting, fear. Your childhood was no childhood. There was no one there for you. The ones that were supposed to love you, protect you. They hurt you. They didn’t see your worth. You grew up too soon. Your suffering and pain were too great.

Today is Mother’s Day. A day filled with joy, love, happiness, laughter. A day of celebration. But not for you, today is a day of aching. While others celebrate their love with family, you feel lost. Yours is a day you wish could pass without incident. You do not want to want to go to church. You don’t want to put on a fake smile. You don’t want to pretend that this day is wonderful. You want to escape.

Know that you are seen. Your are known. Your story matters. You are not alone in your pain. We stand strong together, as a group of women. We are united in stories. You have value, you are to be celebratedfor who you are today. You are not defined by your history or circumstances. You are loved.

Author: livingwater

I am a 32 year old stay-at-home mom. I began as a Pediatric Nurse Practitioner that lost my job after battling Post Part Depression, in the wake of loosing my brother. I am on a journey to healing and wholeness despite my illness and want to inspire others. Mine is a journey of love, faith, illness, and redemption. Join me.

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