There is no Word©
A Mother's Day Poem
Years gone by, special day, coffee in bed Son cuddles, hugging no end Tickling laughing warm brew toppling Love forever promising. Language for loss of Orphan, Widow Not for Mom without kiddo Child going first Feels like a curse People often say, there is no word Even talking disturbs Unutterable loss Recycles dark thoughts Silently try Withholding the cry Joining family and friends Holding breath ‘till it ends Self-care a must Don’t want to be dust Potting a flower Awaken love power Arise with the sun Renewal begun Plant Sweet Birch Possible rebirth Blessing of Starlight Pour down at night Dreams of reunion Holy communion Mother’s Day looms Heavy with gloom Long silence, no laughter Only trust in hereafter When a child loses parents, they are called an orphan. When a man or woman loses a spouse, they are a Widow or Widower. But if a parent loses a child, there is no word in the English language for that. Wow. An experience so wrenching that we collectively deny it by not naming it. So it is not surprising that those of us who have lost a child, may feel ‘unseen’. And this cultural evasion can result in the grieving parent further avoiding visibility, isolating, and feeling very alone. With Mother’s Day coming up and Father’s Day a month later, I’d like to ask that we all pray for parents who are grieving the loss of a child. And, please consider that simple gestures of remembrance can be so uplifting to a grieving parent, erasing some of the isolating feelings. It’s interesting, on Mother’s Day, people are much more open about remembering the loss of their mothers. There are many conversations about missing our mother’s. But living mothers, who have lost a child are much less likely to speak up. Since Mother’s Day gifting would traditionally come from the child to the Mom, there is a huge absence, a huge hole, on this special day. Yet, the gift of being a mother is still as strong as ever- maybe even more so- as the loss magnifies the love. So, please do reach out to Moms you know who are grieving. And do the same for the Dad’s in June. Contemplation For grieving mothers, my encouragement is to practice deep self-care. If that means, journaling, meditation, yoga, etc., go for it. If it is eating decadent sweets, bless yourself. You are a mother; always a mother. And Mother’s Day is your day. Honor your open broken heart and reach out for help if you need it. For everyone else, please hold grieving mothers in your hearts and include them in your prayers. Invite them to join you in festivities, but honor their ‘no thank you’, if that is their answer.



— beautifully written, charlotte. i’ll be thinking of you on sunday.
"An experience so wrenching that we collectively deny it by not naming it"... powerful words.