The bond between a caregiver and their child is unparalleled, establishing itself long before the child takes their first breath. This connection doesn’t develop gradually; it begins with a profound intensity and remains steadfast throughout life. Even in the face of separation, the essence of this relationship endures, manifesting through cherished memories and lasting emotions that can never truly fade. The familiar saying, “you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone,” resonates deeply, especially for those of us who reflect on the moments we might have taken for granted.
In my own journey, I often recall my childhood as a time filled with comfort, knowing my mother was always there. Her presence was a source of strength and stability, instilling a sense of safety and love. Yet, as life unfolds, the reality is that we all must eventually face separation from those we hold dear, no matter how heroic or invincible they may seem. The day I had to say goodbye to my mother remains etched in my memory as one of the most challenging moments of my life, a moment that shifted my world and left an immense void.
The loss of such a nurturing figure is profound and disorienting. Navigating life without the unique love, guidance, and support only a mother can provide is a daunting task. It’s the subtle reminders that can feel the heaviest—the smell of a favorite dish she used to make, the stories she would share that brought comfort, or the sound of her laughter that once filled the room. Significant occasions, like holidays or family gatherings, become bittersweet reminders of her absence, making joy feel muted in her absence.
Yet, amidst the pain of loss, I find solace in the teachings and wisdom my mother imparted. Her voice still echoes in my mind, offering practical advice and encouragement, reminding me that although she may no longer be physically present, her spirit remains intertwined with my life. The words she shared often resonate during pivotal moments, guiding me through challenges and triumphs alike. I can almost hear her scolding me gently when I stray from the path she envisioned for me, reminding me of the values she instilled.
Reflecting on our time together, I recognize how often I failed to express my gratitude. As a child, I took for granted the unwavering love and sacrifices she made for our family. It’s a realization that strikes hard—how easy it was to overlook the small gestures that meant the most. I wish I had told her more frequently how much she meant to me, how her efforts shaped my life in ways I can now fully appreciate.
For those fortunate enough to still have their mothers, I encourage you to cherish every moment. When was the last time you truly connected with her? If you find yourself pondering that question, consider this your prompt to take action. Schedule time for a visit, invite her for dinner, or simply call to say hello. These interactions, no matter how simple, can create lasting memories that both of you will treasure.
Engaging with your mother can lead to laughter and joy, fostering a sense of connection that is invaluable. When she’s gone, you may find yourself wishing for just one more moment to share, one more chance to express your love. Take this opportunity to tell her you appreciate her, seek her wisdom, and ensure she knows how much she is loved. Don’t let these precious moments slip away.
Gratitude should be a daily practice, even in the smallest ways. A simple phone call, a handwritten note, or even a flower can convey love and appreciation. These small acts serve as reminders that she is cherished and valued. Additionally, spending time with loved ones often leads to laughter—a powerful antidote to life’s struggles. On days when I feel the weight of my mother’s absence most heavily, I place my hand on my heart and remind myself that she remains with me in spirit, guiding me through life’s journey.
In memory of mothers everywhere, especially those who have left this world but continue to live on in our hearts, I offer this poem:
Once upon a time, an angel held my hand,
She wiped away my tears and helped me understand.
Our time on earth is brief; there are lessons to be learned,
Each precious day God gives us another page to turn.
Every chapter is full of memories, joy, and tears,
Triumphs and defeats, through every passing year.
She loved us unconditionally, always by our side,
When no one else would listen, in her we could confide.
With gentle words of wisdom, she led us on our way,
Down paths of righteousness if ever we did stray.
She saw the light in everyone and gave with no regrets,
Always from her heart—let’s not forget.
Angels come in many forms; for me, it is my mother,
With love I cannot say in words, there’ll never be another.
Every day I turn the page; in my heart, she will remain,
Everything she taught me as I stroll down memory lane.
Thank you, God, for giving me the most priceless of treasures,
Help me, Lord, to keep alive her memory here forever.
I pray that I can someday be everything she hoped I would,
That she’s smiling down from heaven, knowing she did good.
As we gather here today, there’s no ending to her story,
Another chapter has begun, full of grace and glory.
God’s called her to His heavenly home, part of His great plan,
Although it may be hard, we all must understand.
Faith is what is hoped for, things we cannot see,
Heaven is promised to all of us if only we believe.
