Today is Mother's Day, and, on this day, I will say I am ever-so-blessed to be called a Mama myself. Though a tough day, I am grateful for my "motherfull" life, two cherubs and kind Jeremy.
On this day, I also take the time to join hands, in thought and spirit, with me fellow Soul Brothers and Soul Sisters. Those who have also lost a Mama. Those who can empathize. On Friday, I was sitting with fellow co-workers. One woman was speaking about her 90 year-old mother. The other woman was speaking about her own mother who passed a few years ago. I sat between both women, and I felt at home. They spoke of how it feels to "parent" your parent, how to give an ailing parent perceived autonomy, how hard it is to care for a parent while juggling your own life and children. I quietly sat and listened. From experience, it was not the time to share my own Mama story. Then, it happened. "Phuong, do you have both your parents?" My eyes teared up, "Mom passsed away eight years ago. I understand." Our working relationship catapulted into another echelon. We had both experienced the loss of a mother. She understood me, and the value of that is immeasurable.
Friends have reached out to me recently with consoling words, offers of "let's talk", suggestions of going to therapy, texts, hugs. I know there is much love around me, and I appreciate it. I really, really do. I will acknowledge that the most comfortable conversations have taken place with those who have walked the path of loss. With my Brothers and Sisters, not much verbage needs to be exchanged. Tears lay the foundation for common understanding, and we walk away a bit lighter. She understands. He understands. I find comfort in that.
So, today, dear Brothers and Sisters, I am sending so much love to you. Regardless of age, gender, ethnicity, we are part of this family, and I am thankful for you. Thank you for walking alongside me as I live my everydays sans Mama. I wish us fond memories, humor, self-patience and inner-peace.
Dearest P, your blog is the most soulful piece of writing I've read in a long time. I wish I was around to be more of a Sister to you on this journey. Not because you need it but because your approach to life has so much to teach -- honesty, transparency, directly grappling with life -- in all it's ugliness and beauty. Never choosing one or the other but trying to find what's real in the midst of it all. Hugs and Love
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