Mothers and Funerals

I love what I do. I am very passionate about what I do. My work is centered around parenting services with a focus on father’s and male role models.

I guess you are wondering why the title of this article. It is the most gut wrenching feeling to attend a mother’s funeral. I did not attend mine. I would not be writing this article.

Mothers are super wonderful because I have experienced it and still experience same from borrowed mothers. I say super wonderful because of the sweet things everyone says about their mothers. I say super wonderful because they are such. But then they die. They leave this earth. They officially become angels.

In my line of work, I must say I see men strive to be the best at what they do; the sacrifices they make. They are all commendable.

Men are born of women; every human is birthed by a woman.

For nine months, plus or slightly less, women house and feed us as we form into humans. They house us in them. We become a part of them. We even have a lifeline that attaches us. So I celebrate these super women. All mothers.

The pain of losing a mother is simply mind boggling. You go into an emptiness that no one can feel or describe. It is only those that have lost a mother that can attest to this. It can not be equal to losing a father.

Anytime a friend loses a mother due to sickness, I feel a pinch. If the mother is young, I relate and get drawn into that schism again. Circumstances leading to the death and any links that remind me of my own mother’s passing lead down that narrow path that many trod yet it is still bushy. I celebrate my mother and wish she were alive to be one of my best friends.

I write this to encourage any reader. I write this to eulogize all mothers.
If your mother is still alive, no matter the differences, be her friend. Please appreciate her. Do not let little things put you apart. Love her and tell her you love her. Create a relationship; a healthy relationship if you don’t have one. Again appreciate her. Do not wait till she lies in that thing called a casket before you wail and gnash your teeth wishing ….

For you my dear lady whom I never met, as you prepare to go home, may all the dearly departed mothers welcome you with open arms for you have done very well.

To all mothers and women, I say ” You are PHENOMENAL!”

#SIGHlentNoises ~knm

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