Sunday 7 May 2017

Bereaved Mother's Day

This is a stupid day. A stupid "holiday". Stupid recognition. I don't want to "celebrate" it. I just want to be a normal mother. I don't want to be a bereaved mother. I hate it. I did not want to particpate in this year's theme. Putting your hand on your heart, showing the world where you carry your dead child. But how could I not? How do I skip a chance to talk about my son? To show the world that he is still important to me, that he still has my heart.

I hate today. And I hate that my son is dead. But he is dead. And this day can celebrate the fact that I am not, despite wishing I was. I survived the worst. I can live for the best.

Ethan will always be in my heart. My forever love.

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