My mother is gone. Writing that is hard. Living it is debilitating. She isn’t physically here anymore, but trust me, she’s here. She has an endless legacy of love that simply cannot be forgotten. It’s what helps me carry on without her.
Mother’s Day without her is a mixture of gratitude and grief, love and loss, and equal parts of beauty and heartbreak.
But please know,
It’s ok to say her name.
It’s ok to tell stories about her.
It’s ok to ask about her.
It’s ok to ask if I’m ok, to ask if I miss her, to ask if her absence leaves me heartbroken. Because it does and it always will.
It is ok to talk about her, just as you do for the mothers of your friends who are still living. You see, she’s not living here on Earth as they do, but she lives inside of me and inside of my children.
I’d rather you continue talking about her than pretending she never existed. By not mentioning her anymore, it feels like she’s being forgotten. Don’t let her be forgotten. She’s gone and it hurts, but saying her name doesn’t make it hurt any more. The thought of people forgetting about her does. People who get uncomfortable talking about her diminish her influence and legacy. She may be gone but I will not let her influence end.
It’s simple. Mother’s Day without my mom is hard. It stings. But I will celebrate her. She was a mother worth celebrating, always.
A thirty-something wife, mother and educator who has Indiana roots and a passionate spirit. Chelsea is a sappy romantic, coffee junkie, book collector, and person who wears her heart on her sleeve. She’s sarcastic, full of jokes, full of tears, and enjoys writing most when life gets messy or complicated. In 2017, Chelsea's mother passed away. Through her grief journey, she decided to take her mother’s advice and share her writing with the world. One day she gained the courage to honor her mother's wishes and write. It turned out to be one of the best decisions she's ever made.