on this mother's day
On this Mothers Day I asked myself. Do I have the right to celebrate Mothers Day? Have I truly been a mother this past year? The answer is YES!
Each day I cared for my child as every mother does, except differently. In every way possible I have Mothered him. I have mothered him with every tear shed, through the agony of longing to hold him. I have rocked him in my heart, if not in my arms. I have kissed his little cheeks in my mind, if not with my lips. I have smelled his sweetness with my hopes if not with my nose, felt his skin with my memory, if not with my hands, tickled him with my wishes, if not with my fingers.
Am I A Mother? Truly I am. My physical mothering has been limited to lovingly tending his grave, but I am a Mother all the same.