MOTHER'S DAY WITHOUT MOM
the day itself? it was awkward. do I acknowledge it? try to honor her? start a new tradition? pretend it’s not happening? do I pour over the countless social media tributes and just let it — the aching, the sadness, the bitterness, the self-pity — consume me?
i did the latter, for a while. and that’s ok. there’s no right way — sometimes you have to just feel it.
my grandfather once told me “life is for the living.” it took many years for this to ring true for me, but of course he is right. i still don’t care about commercial holidays, but there are a lot of amazing mothers in my life I do care about who deserve to be celebrated on this day and every day. so we celebrate.