Today is International Bereaved Mother’s Day.
It’s not a day we celebrate. Rather, it’s a nod of recognition for fellow sisters of the Wailing Tent.
Recognition of the moment when we became a square peg in a round world, turning us each into an Other.
Recognition for . . .
. . . . our strength to get out of bed each day
. . . . our courage to face the future without our child
. . . . our love for mothers who speak our loss language
. . . . our admiration for those who are stronger than we
. . . . our dedication to helping those behind us
. . . . our determination to find the good in life
International Bereaved Mother’s Day is recognition of an invisible pain we carry for life, and yet we carry on.
Big hugs to my fellow sisters in the Wailing Tent.