Kathleen's Blog

I didn’t want to join this club.  But I didn’t get a say and the initiation was brutal. The club I am referring to is for daughters who have lost their Mothers.

It is a special club for those with that special heartache that goes with losing the wonderful woman who taught you unconditional love. It is a club for those who immediately understand how shattered your heart is because their heart has been shattered, as well.

And it is through my sisters in this club that I have found brief moments of comfort.  My mom has only been gone ten days.  Ten, heart wrenching, sleepless, long, sad, tear-filled days.  But so many, with a knowing tear in their eye, have reached out to me to offer comfort. And that beautiful, unsolicited comfort has sustained me between the waves of grief that devastate me.

For those of you who aren’t members yet… Don’t rush – hug your mom.  Tightly.

We’ll be here when it is your turn. And maybe by then I’ll be able to offer you the same comfort  I am clinging to like a lifeline today.

Love, me