Today is the day we celebrate motherhood by honoring ALL mothers–those serving as essential workers in the Covid-19 pandemic, surrogate mothers and mothers-to-be, and moms who are no longer with us. Above all, I reach out to mothers who have lost a child.
On the evening of March 28, 2018, I had just finished an evening yoga class. I felt fantastic as I walked to my car. My cell phone was ringing when I got inside. A frantic call from my daughter. “Mom, Greg’s dead.”
Have you ever had a moment in which life changed in a split second and you knew it would never be the same again? My son’s sudden death was that way. I have wandered through the stages of grief, often tripping on that “moment” again, tumbling into the past, stuck in a painful place of self-blame. Sad for my son, stripped of his lifeline at 36, feeling sorry for his daughter, without a father, and for my daughter, who lost her best friend.
Now, two years later, I am bigger than that “moment” in time that shattered me and left me at a crossroads of truth and illusion. Since then, I have passed through the crossroads; as a result, I now understand that physical death is not the end of life. I will always be my son’s mother, and he will always be my son. We are soul extensions of each other, forever connected in heart, mind, and spirit. A new energy emerges!
The Motherhood Magnet decorates my refrigerator. Over time she has become stained, but I keep her as a tribute to our strength as mothers, with an all-encompassing love for our children. We celebrate ALL mothers this day and every day!
I invite you to look for my upcoming adult novel, which will be released in October 2020. It is a mother-daughter story of restoration, hope, and letting go. Writing the book has been a large part of my healing process.