05/10/2026
Motherโs Day has always been a tender holiday for me. Not because I donโt have a mother, but because for many years I carried the pain of witnessing someone I love struggle deeply within their own mind and spirit. When you grow up loving someone who is battling schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, and manic depression, it can feel confusing, heavy, and super lonely. For a long time, I wished I could save her from her suffering and honestly, I still do.
But over the past few years, something within me began to transform...
Through meditation, Reiki, angel healing, and the support of my husband, who has taught me so much about unconditional compassion and loving people exactly as they are... I began learning that love does not always arrive in the form we expect. Sometimes love arrives fragmented or difficult to understandโฆ yet it is still love! ๐ฅน
I realized I did not need to fully understand my mother in order to accept her. I only needed to receive what she is capable of giving me, and that is love in her own unique way.
My mother has taught me compassion beyond conditions. She has taught me tenderness, patience, and the importance of living life authentically for myself. ๐ And although this day once carried so much heaviness for me, each year it has become gentler. Lighter. Easier to hold. (I'm still crying though.)
Today I honor all forms of motherhood. The nurturing, the complicated, the healing, the grieving, the growing... And for anyone navigating complex relationships with their mothers, please know you are not alone. Healing is not linear, but it is possible. ๐
