When Mother’s Day is Hard because You Lost Your Mom
Every day has felt like Mother’s Day since my mother’s diagnosis with Alzheimer’s disease in May, 17 years ago. Honoring and protecting her became my life’s work during her illness.
Every day has felt like Mother’s Day since my mother’s diagnosis with Alzheimer’s disease in May, 17 years ago. Honoring and protecting her became my life’s work during her illness.
The final stage of grief lasts forever. My mother has been dead for 10 years. But I’ve been grieving her loss for over 15 years.
Dear Mom, You weren’t supposed to leave me so soon. I’ve had to do everything without you.
Your grief does not make me uncomfortable. I won’t try to fix your grief. I won’t tell you platitudes like, “They’re in a better place,” or, “At least you had x amount of time with them.” I won’t dismiss or invalidate your feelings. I won’t tell you not to cry. I won’t tell you that…
If home is where my mom is, then my home is now in heaven. I never get to go home again. Not on Earth, anyways.