“We might have exchanged a thousand words, but these are the ones I’ll remember. Not until I let the tears fall in front of my own small children, did I fully understand.”
‘My mother cried, ‘I love to be your mom. But I’m a person, too.’: Mom shares important reminder it’s okay not to be okay
They Say Mothers Are Made Not Born – But This Mother, My Mother, Was Born To Be Mine
“Her talent at loving her kids in just the right way, it’s made me better at doing the same. And for that, I’ll be forever grateful. Every day, I attempt to be even half the parent she is to me.”
‘One day he will stop asking me to lay with him at bed time. One day he will be too big to fit comfortably in my lap. I am not ready for ‘one day.’: Mom urges ‘these moments will soon be memories’
“I will linger a little longer at bedtime when he asks me to cuddle for just a few more minutes. I will embrace the sound of little steps padding down the dark hallway, even if it means a little less sleep. These moments will all too soon become cherished memories.”
5 Stages Of Grief: How To Love After Loss
“Moving forward doesn’t mean the end of grief.”
‘She’d walk into a room and shout, ‘Grammy’s here, have no fear!’ The woman was a force! Anywhere she went, she was the center of attention.’: Woman shares ode to fierce grandma battling Alzheimer’s
“The disease slowly took away her ability to form coherent sentences. But somehow, we always found a way to understand each other; love has a way of filling in the gaps. Gram is a force to be reckoned with.”
‘Who is that tall man that now towers over her? Where is her little boy? How did it go so fast? She rests her read against his broad shoulder.’: Mom urges ‘remember how it all feels’
“The tiny newborn. The sweet toddler. The adventurous boy. The challenging teenager. The confident man. The doting father. She’s loved them all. And she knows that for as long as she lives, she’ll always remember how this feels.”
‘My high was our son’s milestones, your high has was a piercing hot needle into a vein. I couldn’t save you.’: Special needs mom pens letter to ex-husband battling addiction
“I only had enough room on my life raft for our son. Caring for an addict and a child with severe special needs was not something I could do. You needed to help yourself first, before I could help you.”
‘It’s not my turn to put my wants and needs first. It’s not my turn to explore hobbies, binge Netflix, and take Mediterranean vacations.’: Mom urges ‘soak up the beautiful, exhausting magic of motherhood’
“It’s my turn to heal boo-boos with a kiss. It’s my turn to memorize the perfect squishiness of chubby baby faces. It’s my turn to cuddle, rock, and have my clothes stretched out by little hands. It’s my turn to soak up the beautiful, exhausting magic of motherhood while the turn is still mine.”
‘I heard voices. ‘Shhh, she’s coming.’ I cautiously walked in, turned the corner. ‘Surprise!’ There it was, the family cake.’: Act of kindness reminds widow ‘I am still loved’
“With COVID, my mom couldn’t travel to me and I couldn’t travel to her. ‘How is she possibly going to transport a cake with homemade frosting 842 miles without it going bad?’ I’m never going to forget this.”
‘If you never land that dream job. If you never reach that ‘perfect’ weight or get the mansion. You will NEVER waste this life’: Woman shares powerful reminder ‘life isn’t defined by wins and losses’
“Throw out the scale, forget the degree, and stop comparing your house to the Smith’s down the street. Life isn’t defined by wins and losses, life happens during the play-by-play. And baby, you’ve already won.”
