Heart break in celebration

There’s some gaps in my life, 2 huge holes that frankly hurt. I’m single and childless (at the moment, soon to change… hurry up Universe!)

I love my Mum, I love my Step Mum, I love my Aussie Mum (S,D,J… you know who you are) and I celebrate for the Mum’s today who get to enjoy the love of their children today; celebrating all the socks picked off the floor, tears wiped, bums wiped!

But…. it hurts. Another year passes that I am not experiencing that. Which got me to thinking. How do we celebrate for others when we’re in pain ourselves over that exact celebration?

What of the Mum’s who have lost their children? Or the children who have lost their Mum’s? How do we honour them, include them, not hide from the hole.

The options are : grin and bear it, weep uncontrollably and refuse to leave the house, or ignore it.

Research shows the link between repressed emotion and cancer, mental illness, obesity, ulcers… the list goes on. So Ignore it seems like a self damaging option to me.

So today I’m going to blend the options. Honour myself, honour my gaps, maybe even cry a bit (just a bit) then I’m going to meet a dear friend and celebrate her 1st Mothers Day. And above all remain open to the options and choices that will get presented to me today.

So go forth my spinster friends: celebrate all the children in the world, all the Mums, just make sure you honour yourself above all others. Remember you are the Mother of your soul.