I was blessed with an exceptional mother.
A mother who is no longer here. A mother who has passed. A mother gone too soon.
Because my mother is gone, Mother’s Day aches.
Because there are only memories, Mother’s Day hurts.
Because my mother has no future, only pictures from the past, Mother’s Day is harsh.
Because she cannot be hugged, or kissed, or seen, Mother’s Day is lonely.
Mother’s Day after losing your mother is beauty and celebration filtered by loss, and pain, and emptiness.
It’s hard. It’s emotional, and it’s raw.
If you know the pain of a lost mother, you know the intricate union of having a heart filled with everlasting influence and light, yet also filled with everlasting sorrow and longing.
Immense love brings immense grief.
Immense influence, brings immense emptiness.
Mother’s Day without your mother is painful and heartbreaking.
You never stop needing her.
You never stop wanting her.
You never stop searching for her.
Happy Mother’s Day to my mother in heaven, and all of the mother’s in heaven being fiercely loved from afar.
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.