Each Day leading up to Mothers Day week we wanted to take some time to remember moms who passed away when their children were young on our social media platforms, moms who are physically missing major milestones in their children’s lives. Although a made up Hallmark holiday Mothers Day is a difficult day for those that have lost their moms especially young. We are so grateful to those that have wanted to share with us and we hope this brings a community grief awareness and lets others know that they are not alone. This is what Spilling the Beans is all about.
Nikki and Lindsay
“Our mom was the best person to be around. She was always laughing, smiling, and talking to whoever was around. She could make friends with anyone and everyone and even introduced us to our now best friend by befriending her mom at the camp bus stop. She was also the life of every party, dancing until the lights turned on. People would even joke that she should be an adult startrax dancer at bar and bat mitzvahs. On top of everything, she was an amazing mom. She supported us in everything we did and also pushed for us to be the best we could be. She was not only our mom, but our best friend. Our fondest memories with our mom include laying out at our pool all weekend in the summers, spending hours at the mall looking for the best sales, and curling up on the couch to watch our favorite tv shows.”
Alyah
“I always felt like my mom had lived so many lives before I was born, so it also felt unfair when my life with her was cut short. She was a daughter, a sister, a friend, a student, a camper, a concert goer, a protester, an advocate, a teacher, a volunteer, my mom and now my angel.”
Rachel
“For what must have been my 6th or 7th birthday, I had an outer space themed party at our house. My dad dressed up in an alien costume for all my friends!! And my mom made all alien desserts – there was a green cake and donut holes covered in green frosting with licorice antennas and, I think, m&m eyes. I have vague memories of her preparing the dessert in our childhood kitchen. My mom truly made that sleepover birthday party “out of this world”. People often share with me how nice my mom was… I think I am now remembering that she was creative too. I think some of my creativity comes from my mom and that makes me feel connected to her. My mom used her creativity to make me feel special and I want to use my creativity to make others feel special too. Happy Mother’s Day in Heaven, Mom!”
Michelle
“Hello, I’m Michelle and I lost my mother to brain cancer when I was 17 years old. Even though brain cancer killed her. She never let it defy her. She fought to the end to fight it for herself and her family. My mom was one of the most considerate person ever and was friendly to all. She was the best mom, friend, and wife ever and she is missed by all. She was so many things to be but she was my TV buddy. We had the same taste as did my dad and sister. Now I get out numbered when we’re all together. Losing my mom so young has affected me in many ways and overall I do well but some days can be harder than others. Mother’s Day is hard every year. On that day, I cannot even log on to social media due to everyone’s Mother’s Day post.”
Owen
“To the rest of the world, my mother, Cass Elliot, was a rock star. Dressed in her custom-made Muumuu’s, and her fantastic Cartier and Tiffany jewelry, she was rock and roll royalty. Mama Cass was the charismatic, wise-cracking, internationally beloved singer in the Mamas and the Papas, the iconic band inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1998. To me, she was just Mom. When a small child loses a parent, it changes who you are. You treasure everything, even the seemingly everyday mundane items. The things we choose to keep are almost silly, like my mother’s old 70’s style eyeglasses with tulips and daisies on them. I have a bizarre collection of my mother’s possessions, both those that are significant to others, and some that are significant only to me. Everything means something.I was seven when she died, and the memories that I have are few. The ones that I have a precious to me, and I savor each and every one of them like small treasures to be kept. I miss her every day of my life, on some more than others… the births of both my children were huge moments in which I wished for her to be able to be with us and see her grandchildren grow. Although she wasn’t here physically on this plain, I know she was here with me on a psychic level. My 22 year old daughter is the spitting image of the grandmother that she never knew, so the connections go on today. Our souls are forever connected, no matter where our physical bodies reside…”
Wrapping it up we are so grateful to all those that have spilled their beans and we hope that these memories have provided some comfort. Wishing everyone a Happy Mothers Day in our hearts. XOXO
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