Seven years ago I celebrated Mother’s Day for the first time. Cradling my swaddled baby I just knew that this tiny little human had tunneled down to the very depths of my heart and soul irrevocably changing me. I finally was a mother after 9 months, well, actually after 2 years, as I had miscarried the year before her conception. Feeling the loss of a life inside left me eviscerated. The ache was so deep I wondered if I’d ever recover or be a mother. It was never a childhood dream. While I played house with friends and had my own Cabbage Patch doll, Sassoo Sissy, it wasn’t something I had grown up believing as a truth I wanted to seek inside me.…
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