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Grief and Parent-Loss
Grief does not follow a linear path, and sometimes, the most profound healing comes from the unexpected hands of those who step into our lives after a tragedy. This piece is a reflection on the mothers, both biological and chosen, who offered support when I needed it most.
They didn’t try to replace her. They simply made sure I didn’t have to walk the path alone.
Thanks to You
Losing my mom was the
hardest thing I’ve ever faced.
I owe a huge thank you to a
select few mothers who stepped up
in my time of need.
Women who have:
kept me laughing,
made sure I was okay,
showed me glimpses of my mother.
Most importantly,
women who were
there for me.
Immensely Grateful
To the mothers who still show up: thank you.
Your presence is a testament to the fact that even in the face of immense loss, we are never truly walking alone. If this reflection resonates with your own journey, please feel free to share your thoughts in the comments or subscribe to join this space for more poems on resilience and healing.
When the silence of loss became too loud, these women became the music that brought me back to myself
Internal Links
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A poem about the longest day without my mom.
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