So, here we are again, approaching Mother’s Day as we do every year. Until I lost Kendall 20 years ago, I had no idea there were people who hated this day. I loved having a special day to celebrate my Mom and my Gramma. I was blessed in that way, Continue Reading …
Sending all my love to the mother who wakes up with tears in her eyes on Mother’s Day. To the mother who will receive minimal acknowledgment of her motherhood on the very day dedicated to her. Today is a hard day. Sending all my love to the mother who has Continue Reading …
What makes a mother, well, a mother? A mother… Prepares for her child’s arrival. Bonds with her child. Dreams about her child’s future. Hopes to give her child the very best she can. Protects her child. Worries about her child. Speaks her child’s name freely. Tells others about her child. Continue Reading …
Recently, I was asked what makes me, me. Who am I? I am a daughter. I am a sister. I am a cousin and a niece. I am a lifelong learner. I am a college graduate. I am a homeowner. I am substitute teacher. I am a role model. I Continue Reading …
A few weeks ago, I shared this post about the project I’d envisioned for honoring our motherhood as loss mamas. You see, this time of year is really hard for mothers like us. Mothers who hold our precious children in our hearts, instead of our arms. All the talk about “Mother’s Continue Reading …
You know, a lot of times loss mothers feel excluded from the world of motherhood because our mothering looks different than “traditional” mothering. I know I struggle with this, and many other Still Mothers do, as well. It’s hard to feel like a mother when your child is missing from Continue Reading …
This week between International Bereaved Mother’s Day and the traditional Mother’s Day has been an emotionally draining roller coaster ride for me as a Still Mother. My world changed three years ago when I lost my own mother, and I never thought that Mother’s Day would feel the same again, Continue Reading …
You know who she is: the Still Mother in your life. She is a mother – she carried life inside her body, she birthed her child into the world – but her precious child died, and she has no child to raise. Her heart is bursting with love, but there Continue Reading …
Walking through the stores lately, everything is all about Mother’s Day. It’s like a punch in the stomach when your child is dead. Does anyone remember that I am a mother too? My son doesn’t walk this earth with me, but I am still a mother…..right? Yes, I am. We Continue Reading …
