Mother's Day is a beautiful day to celebrate the women who have nurtured us, loved us, and been our support system. For many, this day is when you can show appreciation and gratitude to your mothers for all they have done for you. However, for some, this day is bittersweet as we remember our mothers who have passed away. For us, Mother's Day is a day to remember and celebrate the love and memories we shared with our mothers. It's a day to reminisce about the things they did for us, the sacrifices they made, and the lessons they taught us. As I sit down to write this, memories of my mum flood my mind, her name was Rachael. Memories of the times we spent together, the laughs we shared, and the unconditional love that she gave me. Mum passed away just about 10 years ago, she was only 41, way too young to be taken from us. This means I was only 22 when she passed, which is barely even adulting age let alone being a new mum and not having the one person who makes the world make sense by my side. I vividly remember her smile and the way it lit up her face. I remember how she would always take the time to listen to me, no matter how busy she was or how boring my stories were. I remember her hugs, and the way they made me feel safe and loved. Mum loved to cook a delicious Sunday roast every week, and she taught me everything she knew in the kitchen. Her favourite foods will always be my go to comfort foods, and whenever I eat apple pie and ice cream it brings the warmth of her love back to me. I can also remember her voice, calling my full name regularly to make sure I knew she was the Queen of the house and if she asked me to do something, like the dishes or to make my bed then they'd better have been done yesterday!
It is hard to think of all the missed conversations, and the time we didn't get together. I was lucky enough to have my first son while she was here with us, she then liked to be called Nan. She was so excited, the love she had for her grandson was incredible, but sitting here thinking she didn't get to meet my second son or my sisters children is absolutely heart breaking and it brings tears to my eyes.
Although mum is no longer here, I do feel her love and presence every day. Her memory gives me strength and comfort when I need it the most. My sons and I talk about their Nan regularly, Mum loved butterflies so whenever we see a butterfly the boys will call out 'hi Nan or love you Nan' and this brings me so much joy.
Something we used to do together when I was young was set up mini at home day spas, doing facemasks and head massages, painting each others nails, it sits so present in my memories. I know I have 2 boys but this is something we all do together now, it is such a great time and I know these small moments will forever live on in their memories as well.
On Mother's Day, I celebrate her life and the love she gave me, I remember all that she did for me. I reflect on the lessons she taught me and the memories we shared. I love looking through old photos and remembering the times we spent together, I honor her by carrying on her legacy and living my life to the fullest. If you have lost your mother, I want you to know that you are not alone. Remember the times you spent together, the memories you have and think about how you can continue to feel the happiness these things bring you.
Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers out there, whether they are with us or watching over us from above.
Much love Besties.
Stac xo