I keep promising myself that this year will be different.
That I will find myself genuinely excited for this day .
But here we are on Mothering Sunday and I am finding it hard .
Mothering Sunday or Mother’s Day is a day to celebrate the joy of being a mother.
I find this hard when I am missing a child.
I know I was blessed to be Olivia’s mom and I know I have four amazing children here to celebrate this day with but my goodness my heart aches for my girl. It cries out in the missing.
I also know that I have the gift of my job. I get to care and love on children who through no fault of their own find themselves in the care system. In need of a home, in need of love and support.
So while Mother’s Day is hard for me and I may have a little cry or ten I am so fulfilled in my heart.
My faith gives me the promise of forever which is something I hold dear. Something that lifts the darkness.
But the true light, the true fulfilment is found in my children those I gave birth too and those that birthed in my heart.
Happy Mother’s Day to you all.
May you cherish your biggest gift today.