The Heaviness of Mothers Day Grief

“One day we will remember how lucky we were to have know their love, with wonder, not grief”– Elizabeth Postle There’s something about the weight of grief, the sometimes unbearable heaviness, that is suffocating. An intensity that can be overbearing. Like you are wearing impenetrable armour that deflects anything but your sorrow. Your sadness. YourContinue reading “The Heaviness of Mothers Day Grief”

Mother’s Day Without Her

It’s a very different Mother’s Day this year. I’ve had this sort of anxiety the past few days. Nothing big or significant. Nothing I can specifically pinpoint. Just this little simmering underneath the surface. It’s in my physical body. If I could give it a shape and colour, I would say a golfball shape inContinue reading “Mother’s Day Without Her”