Mother’s Day was a week ago today. For weeks leading up to the day, I would purposely avoid card stores, I would quickly walk through the mall so as not to see the multitude of signs saying “The Perfect Gift for Mom” or flip through commercials that talked about celebrating mothers. I was scared that if I let myself, I would become overwhelmed. The truth is, I miss my Mom. Everyday. Sometimes I drive alone in my car thinking of her and tears will stream down my face. Everyday, I look at her photo by my bedside and I wish that she could hear me. She used to always say to me, “Everything will be okay, because Mom’s here,” and I often lay in bed wishing that I could hear her say those words again.
My Mom loved me more than life itself, and if anything will fill the void in my heart from not having her here, it’s remembering how loved I truly was. I consider myself incredibly blessed to have had a Mom who’s love was so unconditional and so powerful, and I thank God that He gave me the greatest Mom that there ever was.
My Mom always said that she had two kids: Sean (her son) and me (her daughter). She loved Sean as she would her own son, and if she had to pick sides, it would be his. She would always tell me to be kind to him and to treat him well. She would always make sure that she prepared dinners keeping his tastes in mind and pack us food for days when we didn’t feel like cooking. If Sean wasn’t feeling well, she would ask me three times a day if he was okay. If Sean ever needed anything, she wanted to get it for him. I’m grateful that Sean saw the love that my Mom had for him, and that my Mom got to know and trust the man that I’d be spending the rest of my life with.
God also gave me the most loving mother-in-law. Sean’s Mum has always treated me like a daughter, and if there’s any woman who I could trust next to my own Mom, it would be his. I know that she prays for us and thinks of us, and when the world forgets that pain is ongoing, she remembers. She bought me the most beautiful pink roses on Mother’s Day, a day to celebrate her, so that maybe it would brighten my day. I know that if my Mom was here, she would be so thankful that she is a part of my life. I never take for granted the love that I have gained through Sean’s family.
There are days when my heart aches because my Mom wasn’t here to see me graduate, or she won’t be here when Sean and I begin to start a family, but my Mom never missed a moment in twenty-four years of my life. She always took jobs that made it possible for her to pick me up from school, she never missed any of my performances at school or at church, and every birthday was special because of her. On my wedding day, the first time she saw me all made up, she held me and said I looked so beautiful. In every special moment to come, I’ll be thinking of my Mom and how thankful I am that she wouldn’t have missed that moment for the world.