Mother’s Day isn’t going to be the same for a lot of us this year. Many of the usual ways we celebrate our mothers aren’t possible because of the quarantine for Covid-19. Even the simple things like cards and flowers may be hard to come by. And of course, for many the loss of their mother is a fresh wound. It’s been 19 years since I was able to spend Mother’s Day with my mom. I wish I could say that gets easier, but there’s always a sharp ache for her, especially on Mother’s Day. I remember all the times she used to say, “I wish you were little again.” I didn’t understand that then—I certainly wasn’t wishing that at the time—but now as my own children are grown and living lives on there own, I understand exactly what she meant. There’s a whole new understanding from this side of the equation. I only wish I’d recognized more of that when she was alive. I know she’s still with me, but it just isn’t the same.
So with that, I’ll leave you with this Mother’s Day offering and wish you all a day filled with love.
Mother's Day isn't the same since you left me with out your loving arms to hold me close in dark times. Your love made my world better. Your example fills me with hope but Mother's Day just isn't the same. I know I don't measure up to the woman who raised me. I hope my daughters feel the same way about me. May they know I tried to give them wings to fly high enough to weather all storms. Mother's Day isn't the same since you went away, but your love lives on.
~Elise Skidmore ©2020
A lovely poem — I understand the sentiments as regards your daughters. I suspect we’re all adapting this year and perhaps creating updated “traditions” that will play well going forward. That first stanza is a beautiful tribute to your own mother.
Thank you so much, Judy. I think I was blessed with the best parents anyone could ask for, so it’s especially hard to be without them sometimes. With luck, things will get better soon and we’ll be able to get physically close to those we love again. Maybe all this will make us appreciate that even more. Happy Mother’s Day to you.
Having lost my Mom, this poem made me a little sad. But in a good way. ?
Thanks, Rosemary. I think that’s how Mother’s Day is when you’re older. You see it from both sides of the coin and think about the things you might have done a little differently if you’d had the same knowledge when you were young.