For years, I enjoyed Mother’s Day. It was a perfect time to tell my mom, grandma and aunts exactly what they meant to me. However, in 2001, that all changed. My mother who was my best friend and confidante, died. Life was so different. There was a void that no one and nothing could fill. In time, the pain became a dull ache. But, I don’t believe you ever get over your mother’s death, I believe God gives you grace to get through it.
When I turned 30, I felt like my life was just beginning. I was so excited about 30 being the new 20. I was looking forward to meeting my husband, getting married and having my 2.5 kids. I was excited about my share of the “Good Life”. I didn’t want anyone’s share, just my portion. So I waited patiently for Prince Charming. When I turned 39, I was quickly running out of my 30’s and 40’s looked good professionally, but personally, I was still waiting on Prince Charming, my babies and my piece of the “Good Life”. That year, I realized that Mother’s Day had a different meaning. Mother’s Day became one of those holidays that made me cringe. I didn’t have my mother any longer to celebrate and I hadn’t had any kids so Mother’s Day was quickly becoming a Holiday that I could skip. I would think, I can just stay in the house on this day and sleep or watch movies or just veg out.
To be motherless and childless on Mother’s Day was an albatross around my neck. What was I really celebrating? It was difficult to deal with the grief of missing your mom and the realization that perhaps you will never be a mom.
So what do the single women with no kids and no moms do on Mother’s Day? This year I made up my mind to be and do better. This year I decided to: