Today is the day to remember those women who have sacrificed everything to raise their children. It's the day that children bring burnt toast and warm milk to their mother's nightstand. It's the day where children honour their mothers for all that they have done to raise them. There is this visible interaction between children and mothers today. However, I can't help to think, on this day, so many mothers who ache to eat burnt toast and drink warm milk. They ache to be exhausted, holding their crying baby in their arms. And they ache to wake up at 5 am to the sound of children's laughter. These are the women that are invisible on this day. I want to say thank-you to these mommies who have babies in heaven. You have put up with the awkward greetings today, the children all around you who hugging their mommies, and the lack of cards and gifts given to you. I want to say that you are a mom and you are loved. Thank-you to the mommies who are missing a part of their family today. You shouldn't be invisible because even though you don't hold that one precious part of your family in your arms, the scent of mother for that child fills your entire being. I want to say to you because I know if I was in your shoes, I would want those words said to me.
