Maybe you would have been a day early like your sister. Maybe you’d be on time like your brother. Maybe you’d be late like your mama. But I’ll never know your story and so I’ll write it for you. June 1st would have been my due date. You would have brought me sunshine in my saddest month. When I got pregnant with you, sweet child, I didn’t know if I could do it. Your due date month was the same month as my mom’s birthday. It was also the same month as the day…
Over the last year, I have been inundated with emails, blog comments, instagram DMs, facebook messages, etc, from women who have lost their moms, moms who have lost their moms, dads who have lost their wives, etc. I have woken up to these messages. I’ve gone to sleep to these messages. I even got one on my birthday. If you’re here, then there’s a good chance you found me from an article I wrote on Motherly. Or, perhaps, you found me googling grieving your mother. Or, maybe you found me for my motherhood and…
