A Note to you from me!

To anyone who is reading this right now,

This time of year is heavy for me in ways that words struggle to carry. Mother’s Day is supposed to be a time of love, celebration, and family—but for me, it’s tangled with deep pain.

My son passed away the day before what should’ve been my very first Mother’s Day. And this year, the day before Mother’s Day marks the day I had to lay him to rest. That pain… it never left. It just shifted and settled deep in places no one can see.

Mother’s Day this year (2025) also falls on the birthday shared by two people I love dearly—my dad and my big sister. But even that joy feels distant right now, like it's trapped behind a wall of grief I can’t climb over. And without my daughters here with me, that wall grows taller. The silence around me echoes with what I’m missing.

I’m not okay right now. I’m mentally beating myself up and the weight is getting harder to carry. I wish I could just "wait it out," but it doesn't work like that. These days don’t just pass—they leave marks that linger long after the calendar moves on.

So if I’m distant… if I don’t reply to messages or comments… please know it’s not personal. I’m just trying to survive the storm in my soul. I need a few days to sit with this pain, to feel it, and maybe one day, to heal a little more.

Thanks for giving me that space. And if you’re holding your babies close this Mother’s Day, please hold them a little tighter—for those of us who can’t.

With lots of love and a empty heart,

-R-