• Bereaved Mother’s Day

    Yesterday, May 5th, was Bereaved Mother’s Day. And I missed it. Kind of. I missed it in the sense that I didn’t blog about it, or at all, yesterday. I figured a day late wouldn’t make it any less meaningful. But it’s important to me. It’s important because I know this kind of pain. I know it many times over. I know the aching in your heart, and the tears that won’t stop. I know the pleading with God to ‘just please not’. Not now. Not again. And then…. I know that time passes and wounds heal, but painful scars forever remain. And I know that people forget and move…