“I love you”, is something I can still hear my Mommy telling me. “Be a good girl and help with your brothers”. My incredible sweet mother died at the incredible tender age of thirty. Four children ages nine, eight, seven, and three. Cervical Cancer. She died three years after diagnosis. Pretty sure she had it while pregnant with my little brother.
I am the nine-year-old. My mother’s oldest and her only daughter.
The pain never leaves your heart. Ever.
Mother’s Day should not be the only day you tell your Mom how much you love her. I know that there are circumstances that beg to differ on this topic, but for the most part we all love our Mother.
I know there are so many of you out there that wishes you had just a few more moments with your Mom. I know I do. What would my nine-year-old self say? I know I would hold her so close to me that I would never forget her smell.
My mother died forty-three years ago. Not a day goes by that I don’t miss her.
I know my mother is always with me. I feel her. I smell her. I hear her. I just wish I could hold her and tell her how much I love her. Please, don’t lose the chance to tell your mommy how much you love her.
Happy Mother’s day to you.
I was blessed with four incredible children and five almost six precious grandchildren. Being a mother comes in so many forms. Happy Mother’s day to whichever blessing of being a mother you are.
These are my loves…
Stay safe and don’t forget to say
I LOVE YOU!