This archive report was first published on 9 May 2020.
As I reflect on my journey as a mother, I am reminded of the profound impact my mother's absence has had on me. Her passing in February 2014 left a gaping hole in my life, and I found myself struggling to cope with the loss.
My mother was more than just a parent to me; she was a close friend and confidante. We shared a deep bond, and I often found myself turning to her for guidance and support. Her love for shopping and her emphasis on looking well put together rubbed off on me, and we spent countless Saturday afternoons browsing through clothes and shoes.
When I became a mother myself, I felt the weight of her absence more acutely. Giving birth to my second child in 2018 was a particularly difficult experience, as I struggled to come to terms with the loss of my mother. The colic that plagued my baby left me feeling overwhelmed and isolated, and I found myself wondering what my mother would have done in my situation.
As I navigated the challenges of new motherhood, I couldn't help but feel the absence of my mother. I missed her guidance, her support, and her love. I wished I could call her with the good news of my pregnancy, and I longed to share the milestones of my baby's life with her.
On Mother's Day, I take a moment to reflect on the impact my mother's absence has had on me. I am grateful for the memories we shared and for the lessons she taught me. Though she may be gone, her love and legacy live on in my heart.
"Mum, in my eyes, you were perfect."
