This year, I found myself at a funeral for the first time in over a decade. Despite the oppressive summer heat and an unexpected downpour, the scene felt eerily familiar. Fifteen years ago, on a bleak February day, I stood at this very spot, boots sinking into the muddy ground, holding hands with my mother and grandmother—a somber chain for the grandfather who had passed. Fast forward to this August, and it was my grandmother’s turn to leave, joining her beloved husband, leaving me with just one hand to hold. Now, it was just my mother and me, our grip tightening in a silent vow to support one another through the grief of this loss.
As Mother’s Day approaches, the weather has warmed, and my children are busy creating school projects filled with handprints, lace-paper hearts, and cheerful Crayola flowers adorned with their smiling faces. Yet, for the first time, my mother faces this day without her own mother—a poignant reminder of love lost. So, I reach out to her, and to all mothers who may find themselves yearning for the touch of a loved one.
To the mothers of young children:
I know you will look through your phone or your fridge, finding pictures that bring your beloved mother back into focus. I can see you waking up tired, yet smiling as your children present you with slightly burnt pancakes in bed. You’ll cherish every gift they offer, be it handmade, store-bought, or a simple hug. I envision you kissing their heads, inhaling the familiar scents of their sweet sweat, warm breath, and baby shampoo. You will assist them in getting dressed, reminding them to say “please” and “thank you” during your celebratory meal. Despite your heart aching for the nurturing you miss, you will mother them as always.
I know you’ll hide the tears you wish to shed for the woman who was there before you. Throughout the day, snippets of conversation with her will echo in your mind, making the day feel even more significant in her absence. I anticipate you’ll step away at some point, taking quick, shallow breaths before allowing yourself to cry, just like a child. It’s perfectly fine to let those emotions out—sometimes we all need that cathartic release. Children naturally understand how to cry, with snot and hiccups, leaving you feeling both exhausted and cleansed.
And then, I know you will smile again when little hands come to check on you. You’ll end this day as it began—filled with kisses, pajamas, and warm bodies to comfort you. I hope that you, too, find solace in those bedtime routines, letting the soothing songs and gentle touches work their magic on your mind and heart, allowing this day to pass with its bittersweet mix of joy and sorrow.
To the mothers of mothers:
I know you will rummage through old photos in your attic or albums, holding them a little longer as you trace the outlines of a life you wish you could revisit. You may want to call your children but will hold back until they reach out to you—waiting for their breakfasts in bed, handmade cards, and morning cuddles to be completed, because that’s how you nurture now, with patience and understanding of the traditions you once cherished.
I can imagine you smiling through the phone as your children’s laughter, arguments, or tears fill the background. You’ll be genuinely happy for their joy, but I know the silence will feel heavier after the call ends, leaving you alone with your thoughts as memories flood in while life continues to move forward.
You will talk to your mother in spirit, sharing all the sentiments you wish you could express if she were still here. As the day unfolds, you will embody multiple roles—the mother, the grandmother, and yes, the child who misses her own mother. It’s acceptable to embrace each part of yourself. When night falls, I hope you’ll take a moment to acknowledge the many Mother’s Days that have come before and those yet to arrive.
To all the mothers navigating the complex emotions of being motherless:
Know that you are not alone and that you can embrace all aspects of this experience. You can cry like a child and still hold the hands of your own kids, whether they are young or grown. You can be the woman in that line of red rover, calling out to the other side even as you stand firmly on this one. Mother’s Day is a day of honor—one that encompasses both celebration and remembrance.
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Summary
This piece reflects on the complex emotions experienced by mothers who have lost their own mothers, particularly on Mother’s Day. It acknowledges the grief while also celebrating the joys of motherhood, emphasizing that it’s possible to embrace both feelings simultaneously. The narrative encourages mothers to seek support and find solace in shared experiences.
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