A Bittersweet Mother’s Day
Guest Post Complements of Sybil F. Stershic It’s been four years since I lost my beloved mother, and my life hasn’t been the same since. I think of her and miss her every day. While she’s in my heart, what I wouldn’t give to have her physically here in my life (without the cancer that took her away). Losing a mother is so profound, especially when you’re blessed – like I was – to have come from such a loving, giving woman. There’s the absence of that very special bond with the one person who grew me, knew me, and loved me. There’s also the reality expressed in this poignant passage from one of the many beautiful compositions in Silhouettes of Woman, a booklet written by psychologist Phyliss Shanken in 1976: “Many of us...
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