To My Mom in Heaven on Mother’s Day

Hi Mom.

I wish I could call you today.

Just hear your voice.

Just say the words, “Happy Mother’s Day.”

I’d give anything for that.

There’s so much I want to tell you.

So many moments I still reach for you—

without even thinking—

until the silence reminds me

you’re not here anymore.

I miss you more than words will ever explain.

And it’s not just on Mother’s Day.

It’s every day.

In the big moments you should be part of

and the quiet ones no one else sees.

I want to tell you I’m tired.

That I’m doing my best.

That I smile when I need to,

but there are days I can barely hold it together.

I wish you were here to tell me I’m doing okay.

To say you’re proud of me.

To say it gets easier—

even if that’s not true.

I think about how you loved.

How you gave everything

even when you were running on empty.

How you made people feel seen.

How you made me feel safe

just by being there.

I get it now.

I didn’t back then.

But I do now.

And it breaks me sometimes.

I want to thank you—

for the strength I didn’t know you had,

for the softness you never lost,

for the love you gave so fully

it still wraps around me

even from here.

And I just want to say I love you.

Again, and again.

As many times as it takes

to fill this space, you left behind.

I hope you can hear me.

I hope you feel how much you’re missed.

Because nothing—nothing—

will ever take your place.

Happy Mother’s Day in heaven, Mom.

There’s still an emptiness in the places you once filled.

And no matter how much time passes,

I’ll always miss you

and wish you were still here with me.