Here we are just days away from Mother’s Day, and my emotions are wrecked! This is my “first” Mother’s Day without my mom and my soul feels fragmented, heavy, and excluded, because my mother is no longer here.

On March 27, 2019, my mother transitioned to her Heavenly home. And every since that day, I’ve avoided Mother’s Day— as if it were the plague! 

For weeks, now, I’ve excluded my interaction with florist, shopping malls, and jewelry stores. At grocery stores, I detour through cereal aisles, because I want to steer clear of the dred that comes with ,being near, the greeting card section! My mother loved cards —- and the mere glance at all of those expressions of love and devotion, seems to sabotage my happy and causes my tears to race down my face!

Y’all, I so miss my sweet mother! She was the epitome of everything I could ever hope to be. One of her best character references was her ability to adapt and overcome. She protected the framework of her sanity by relying on God’s strength during her moments of weakness. So after dwelling in all of my messy emotions, I’ve decided to take back the happy part of Mother’s Day… and honor the “always” part that Mother’s Day embodies. 

Mothers are the fabric of our lives. They are a intricate source of our existence and should “always” be honored and loved; whether they reside on earth or abide in Heaven.