Death, it is tough to talk about, but it is a part of life. When it hits, it is like a punch to the gut. You are left with this big hole in your heart, and it hurts like nothing else. Breathing feels impossible, and just getting out of bed? Forget about it. In the middle of all that hurt, it feels like you are drowning. Memories become lifelines, something to hold onto when everything else feels like it is slipping away. But as time moves on, you gotta learn to keep going, even when every step feels like you are carrying the weight of the world.
It is a journey, this thing called grief. Some days are good, and some days, well, they are not. But somehow, you find the strength to keep moving forward. Maybe it is the little things, like a sunset painting the sky in colors you never thought possible, or a hug from a friend that reminds you you are not alone. And slowly, ever so slowly, the sharp edges of grief start to soften. It is not like it goes away, but it changes. It becomes this bittersweet ache, a reminder of the love you shared. And in those moments, you find beauty in the pain, a reminder that life, for all its ups and downs, is still worth living.
Mother's Day is right around the corner, and for many of us, it is a time to celebrate the incredible women who shaped our lives. But for some, like myself, it is a bittersweet reminder of the ones we have lost, our Moms. Losing my mom was like losing a piece of myself. She was my rock, my confidante, my biggest cheerleader. And now, with Mother's Day approaching, the ache of her absence is more pronounced than ever.
I remember the days leading up to Mother's Day when she was still here. We would keep asking what she wanted for Mother's Day, and the answer was always "Githeri". She had love for her githeri, add in potatoes and she is home. My mom was such a beauty, Her smile would light up the room, and her laughter was infectious. I loved her hugs, they were warm. Those were the moments I cherished, the moments that made Mother's Day feel truly special. But now, with her gone, Mother's Day feels different. It is a reminder of what once was and what will never be again. The ache in my heart is palpable, and the emptiness seems to grow with each passing day.
Yet, amidst the pain, there is beauty to be found. Mother's Day is not just about celebrating our moms; it is about honoring their memory and the impact they had on our lives. It is about carrying their legacy forward, living each day in a way that would make them proud.
So this Mother's Day, as I grapple with the absence of my mom, I choose to focus on the love and joy she brought into my life. I will reminisce about the moments we shared, the lessons she taught me, and the unconditional love she gave so freely. And while the pain of her loss will never fully fade, I find solace in knowing that she will always be a part of me, guiding me and watching over me from above.
So here's to you, Mom, on Mother's Day and every day. You may be gone, but your love lives on in my heart forever.
To all those who have lost their moms, know that you are not alone. This Mother's Day, let us come together to honor the incredible women who shaped us into who we are today. Whether it is through a simple gesture or a heartfelt tribute, let us celebrate their memory and the profound impact they had on our lives.
In the rollercoaster of life, navigating change and loss is never easy, but it is in honoring the ones we have lost, especially on days like Mother's Day, that we find the strength to keep moving forward. Together, let us embrace the journey, holding onto hope and cherishing the memories that sustain us along the way.
Love,
Muthoni
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