I was only a teenager when I lost my mom to cancer. At the time, the emotions that I felt were sharp and hard, like crystal being thrown against a wall.
My young mind was filled with “why” questions. Why me? Why her? Just why? As I grew up, I learned to deal with my grief. I had my own family and my memories of my mom, while still powerful, faded into the background.
Ironically, it was when I passed the age that my mom had been when she died, when I started to think about her again. I thought about the time that we spent together when I was younger.
I remembered the smell of her baking in the kitchen and the laughter in our living room. I also thought about the ways that she wasn’t able to be a part of my life because she was taken too early.
I didn’t have a mom to guide me through my transition to motherhood. I didn’t learn to cook when I was younger – and I only just started to make up for this recently. The bottom line is that mom’s matter – way more than we would like to admit when we are little girls.
I’ve been thinking a lot about my mom lately and it made me wonder what your mothers meant to you. Regardless of whether you lost your mom too early or she is still alive and active today, I’d love to hear your thoughts on this. I’d love to know what your favorite childhood memories of your mom are. Please take a few minutes to join the conversation below.
What are your best childhood memories of your mom? Were there specific activities that you loved to do together? Please join the conversation and “like” and share this article to keep the discussion going.