They always say the first one is the most difficult.
They say that about all of the first holidays. Something during those days is going to remind you; going to make you happy and going to make you very, very sad. I don’t know what those memories will be today, but there’s no choice but to experience what comes.
Since my mother’s passing, there’s been Thanksgiving, my birthday, Christmas, Easter … and today is my first Mother’s Day without my mother.
Since her passing back in late September, I’ve told people that something just doesn’t feel right about being a son without a mom. I know that’s not all that logical because the vast majority of children outlive their parents. There’s just something about still, and today that feeling is stronger than it’s ever been
My wife’s mother has been gone now for 10 years and that’s really hard to believe but it doesn’t matter how many years pass … she misses her more and more every year. That’s how I know missing my mom is something I’ll never get used to that none of us ever get used to
At the same time, I know my mother has been there for me in some form and she’s there for my brother and my sister and for my father, too. And trust me, all three of us have needed her dearly each and every day through the regular trials and tribulations of life, and also for some very extreme circumstances.
There have been times when I thought that maybe I’ve heard her speak back, and a part of me feels that maybe those times are examples of just how well I knew her.
I miss my mom as I know everybody in my situation misses their mothers, too. They were very special ladies who will forever be in our hearts. This year, the first, and every year later after until we see each other again.
Happy Mother’s Day to today’s moms. I sure hope you get the hugs you deserve today.
