In the spirit of Mother’s Day, I find myself reflecting on my mom—a vibrant soul whose presence is deeply missed. As this special day comes around each year, the sadness washes over me because I can’t spend it with her. We always made it a point to visit, to spend time together, and I’d search for the perfect gift to make her smile.
In those last few years, it was either a charm for her Pandora bracelet or one of those Willow Tree figurines she adored. I’d look forward to finding just the right one—something that held meaning for both of us. Now, that anticipation has been replaced with emptiness.
I still have her bracelet, and on Mother’s Day, I’ll wear it. Each charm tells a story, a piece of her heart in every link—a reminder of the woman she was and the love she gave so freely. That’s just who my mom was—a woman who carried her love and her memories like charms on a bracelet, each one precious, each one irreplaceable.
I miss hearing her sing or share her latest favorite song with me. I miss her being there for my kids’ sports games and school events. I miss our little chats. So many things that might seem small—but were actually so big.
Times like these, I can’t help but wonder what heaven is like. What is she doing? Who is she spending time with? Grandma and Grandpa? So many family members and friends who have gone before us. There is no absence quite like that of a mom.
I’ll spend time with my kids, and they always try to make the day special for me. But amidst all the celebrations is that lingering longing for the days I spent with my mom. I wish I had surprised her with flowers more often, with little treats and spontaneous visits. Those opportunities are gone now, but the memories remain.
If you still have your mom, embrace her. Love her. Celebrate her. And don’t wait for a special occasion to show her how much she means to you.