There’s a tale in my family that my great-grandfather and his seven brothers made a pact to reunite in Nova Scotia after departing the “Old World.” However, my great-grandfather found himself in St. Paul, MN — and we attribute our family’s notorious poor sense of direction to him. For the past two decades, I’ve often felt lost while driving, relying on maps, then MapQuest, and now GPS apps like Waze. Without these navigational aids, I would be utterly disoriented.
In my life, my mother was my guiding star. I would call her three to five times daily. She was there for the birth of both my children, and during a job interview when asked how I tackle difficult situations, my answer was, “I first consult my mom — she’s my sounding board.”
My mother had an incredible ability to be supportive while also holding me accountable in my moments of need. I married my soulmate, but my mother was my true confidante. Just last week, I witnessed her take her final breath. Now, I find myself navigating life without her presence, grappling with the loss of the most remarkable person I’ve ever known.
What do I do the next time my daughter dazzles us with her lip sync performance and I want to share the video with my mom? Who can I turn to when I’m unsure how to manage a conflict with my husband? Where do I seek comfort when I feel overwhelmed as a mother? While I have friends, my brother, my father, and my husband, none can replace the unique bond I shared with my mother.
In the past few weeks, I have shed countless tears. Yet, amid my sorrow, I gained a measure of perspective. I was present as my mother passed away; she was spared the pain of witnessing my demise. Although her life was tragically cut short, I recognize that she lived a full 16 years after her devastating cancer diagnosis, spending 14 of those years in good health. She attended my wedding and built relationships with my children, moments I once thought would never happen after her diagnosis. These memories are precious gifts, but they do little to fill the void in my heart.
Over the past week, my community has rallied around my family. The outpouring of affection for my mother from both lifelong friends and newer acquaintances has been heartwarming. Upon returning from Florida for shiva, my home was filled with visitors for three days, many of whom had never met my mother but were touched by the stories I shared about her. My community has stepped up, providing meals, rides, hugs, and countless check-ins to see how I’m doing. Still, I find myself at a loss, unsure how to navigate this new chapter of life without my mother.
I realize I am not alone in this experience; many have faced the heart-wrenching loss of a mother. Countless individuals are fortunate enough to have known a mother who seemed like the best in the world. However, for me, losing my mentor, best friend, and hero feels insurmountable. People often say, “She is always with you,” which, while comforting, feels like a platitude when you’re learning to walk through life blindfolded, trying to pretend you can see.
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In summary, losing a mother is an indescribable journey filled with sorrow and reflection, yet I strive to cherish the memories and lessons she imparted to me.
Keyphrase: Losing a Mother
Tags: grief, loss, motherhood, family, community support, personal reflection, navigating life