I wish heaven had visiting hours, so I could sit with you again, hear your voice, soft and steady, feel the comfort of your presence like I used to. I would sit across from you, watch you smile, watch your eyes light up at nothing at all, and remember how the world made sense when… Continue reading I Wish Heaven Had Visiting Hours
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Borrowed Glimpses of a Mother’s Love
Finding traces of my mother’s pride in unexpected places I hope this doesn’t sound strange, but sometimes I find myself living vicariously through Blue Ivy Carter. Every time I see a video of Beyoncé watching her—really watching her—with that face only mothers have when they can’t believe they got to make someone so extraordinary, I… Continue reading Borrowed Glimpses of a Mother’s Love
70th
She would’ve been 70 today.And it’s strange—how you can ache for someone longer than you ever had them.Stranger still, how they can shape your life from the grave in ways the living never could. I was only nine when she left.Nine.Too young to understand what death really was, too old to forget the sound of… Continue reading 70th
The Good That Comes From Grief
The good that comes from grief is hard to see when you’re drowning in it.But over time, I’ve realized my mom left me a gift. It took me years to understand. For the longest time, I thought I was just surviving. That I was wasting the life she gave me, the lessons she could never… Continue reading The Good That Comes From Grief
Damn, it’s Mother’s Day
Those words aren’t bitter, they’re just raw. They’re honest. They echo from a place in me that still tries to understand what this day is supposed to feel like. While the world around me blooms with pastel cards and Instagram posts filled with brunches and bouquets, I’m quietly reminded that there’s a hollow space inside… Continue reading Damn, it’s Mother’s Day
The Dead Mom Club
Realizing I’m part of a club I never wanted to be a member of There are certain clubs in life you never imagine yourself joining. You hear about them, you maybe even know someone who’s a member, but you always think, Not me. Not yet. The Dead Mom Club is one of those. There’s no… Continue reading The Dead Mom Club
23
Something I don't think I ever shared on here, and this is not something I share personally at all either. If you know its because you were around when it happened, otherwise I never talk about it. My mom passed away 23 years ago. It's crazy to say because I'm only 33 years old, and… Continue reading 23
Life without a Mom
From a female perspective, growing up without the guidance of the one person who would teach you majority of the things you must know as a woman is really hard!! or maybe that's just me. Backstory, I lost my mom at a young age, before I could even really understand what was happening. I was… Continue reading Life without a Mom