“Only a motherless daughter knows the loneliness in a final goodbye and the power behind that last’ I love you.’
Only a motherless daughter knows the deafening silence in a delivery room when her mother isn’t there for her grandchild’s first breath.
Only a motherless daughter knows the difference between’ I miss my Mom’ because she doesn’t live here and ‘I miss my Mom’ because she lives in Heaven.
Only a motherless daughter knows the feeling of waking up every single day and knowing that tomorrow she won’t wake up to this all being a dream.
Only a motherless daughter knows how many times she still goes to pick up that phone and call her Mom hoping that one says she might answer even though she knows they don’t have wi-fi in Heaven.
Only a motherless daughter knows that no matter how many times she reminders herself her Mom is gone; she still searches the stores and the room for her Mom.
Only a motherless daughter knows the heartache in forever wondering what could have been.
Only a motherless daughter knows the pain in longing for a do-over that can never be done.
Only a motherless daughter can tell you how they wish they would have realized how forgivable so many things can seem once the person you love is gone forever.
Only a motherless daughter knows all these things and so much more, but she won’t tell you because it’s things only a motherless daughter can understand.”
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