I’m often torn about how to celebrate Mother’s Day—many of the happiest times in my life revolved around being a mother to my two girls.
Yet, for thirty-nine years, there is a part of me that grieves on Mother’s Day for the daughter I lost.
Katie
But God is good! He sent two beautiful children to my older daughter, Mandy, and the three of them rock my world. I feel like I am the luckiest!
Life is funny, you know. I thought my life was over thirty-nine years ago, and now I feel like I am on the grandest trip, along with Mandy and her family!
I see the world in a whole new way. Through the eyes of my grandchildren.
Although my love will never end for Katie, and I shall never forget her or how she was when she was alive and in our lives, I have been able to move forward and live again myself.
So, on this Mother’s Day, I celebrate my motherhood, but more than this, I celebrate my daughter’s Mother’s Day.
Matt, Savannah, Quinn, and Amanda.
Mandy is a wonderful, caring, and gentle mother. She listens to and adores her kids; I admire her so much!
So, Happy Mother’s Day to all you mothers. Be you biological, adoptive, or step. Mothers and their love come in all shapes and sizes.
