The Third Mother’s Day Without Mum: A Heart Still Mourns, A Love Still Endures

The Third Mother’s Day Without Mum:

A Heart Still Mourns, A Love Still Endures

No matter how many Mother’s Days pass

no matter how much time separates us

my love for my darling Mum enduring, unbroken, and infinite

My Remarkable Mum & Me

Ma, two Mother’s Days had come and gone without you, each one brought you closer and closer to my heart, today, this third one has arrived once again, and with it comes an ache that words can never truly express, an ache is just as raw, just as deep, just as intense, as it was on the first, and though time keeps moving forward, it does not heal my searing pain of losing you, as it only teaches me, how to carry the heavy weight of your absence, never how to let it go, yet, even in the forever absence of your extraordinary presence, one thing remains unchanged, the love between us, a love does not need a physical form to exist, it simply is, eternal, unwavering, and unshakeable

Ma, Mother’s Day used to be filled with overflowing love, with pretty flowers, with delightful laughter, and with amazing moments I never thought would end, it was a day of the simple joy of celebrating the most important lady in my life, a day to express my heartfelt gratitude for the incredible lady who was my everything, a day of cherishing your doting presence, of wrapping my arms around you and feeling the warmth of your love in return, but now, it is a day of aching for your absence, of longing for the good old days, of whispered words to the sky, of searching for signs that you are still with us in some unseen way, but also it is a day of honouring the love that continues to live in me

Ma, from the moment I took my first breath, you were my world, my protector, my guardian, and my idol, you were my first teacher, my loudest cheerleader, my wisest mentor, and my greatest love, as you taught me to be kind but strong, to dream big but stay grounded, and to never let fear hold me back, you loved me with a depth and devotion, that words cannot fully capture, a love so profound that even your sudden passing could not sever its hold on me, even your unexpected absence could not undo, a love like ours never disappears, but it only grows stronger with each passing day, since the love between us remains as vibrant and unbreakable as it was, when you were here

Ma, I used to love calling you darling, that was because you were daring in every sense of the word, and you were fearless in your pursuit of happiness, unapologetically protective of people you loved, and always ready to take on the world with your infectious smile, as your courage was not just in the big moments but in the everyday acts of kindness, the way you faced challenges with resilience, the way you always put your family first, your spirit was a force of nature, and though you are no longer here to fill the room with your presence, your essence lives on in every lesson you imparted to me, every memory we shared, and every piece of wisdom and knowledge you left behind

Ma, on this third Mother’s Day without you, I celebrate you not with lavish gifts, or eloquent card, but with remembrance by speaking your name, by sharing your stories, not with your physical presence, but with the unyielding connection we still share, so today, I honour you not just with tears, but with my full appreciation for the love you gave me so freely, I honour you by whispering my love into the universe, and hoping you could hear me, by closing my eyes and feel you with me, not in the way I long for, but in the only way that remains, and I honour you by living in a way that would make you proud of me, by preserving your legacy, by letting your radiant beauty shine through me

Ma, three Mother’s Days without you, and still, I mourn, still, I love, and still, I hold onto the one truth that will never change, you were, and always will be, my most precious gift, even though the ache of longing, our shared love, still evolves, and continues to be a source of strength and comfort, and that love, the only thing stronger than my grief, that still binds us together, it has merely taken on a new form, it is a love that I feel every day when I think of you, a love gives me the courage to face the world without you, a love inspires me, even in my darkest moments, yes, I can no longer wrap my arms around you, but you are still here in every way that matters, you are still part of me

Ma, if you are listening, and I know you are, thank you, thank you for loving me fiercely, for teaching me to love boldly, for showing me what it means to live a life full of heart, though I cannot hold your hand, you hold me, though I cannot hear your voice, your words live on in me, though you are gone from this earth, you will never be gone from me, so, this Mother’s Day, instead of focusing on the immense hurt of your awful absence, I choose to celebrate you in the way you deserve, I celebrate us, and I celebrate the love that fills me with pride, when I recall the terrific life we shared, grief is love with nowhere to go, but today, my love for you overflows in silence, in memories, in tears