A mother’s love never dies, even when she does

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There is probably nothing greater in life than mother’s love. From the moment she welcomes a child in her life, that little creature becomes her entire world, a world she tries to protect no matter what it takes.

Having a mom by your side means having stability, a shoulder to lean on when times get rough, and someone who celebrates your accomplishments as winning the lottery. A mother’s love doesn’t end when her life does. Instead, it remains eternal; a feeling that never fades away, no matter how much time passes by.

The moment your mother is gone, something in the way you think changes.

You don’t only grieve her absence but begin to question things that never crossed your mind before. You are now left with questions that only she could answer had she still be around.

You find yourself wondering where she is, over and over. Some days she feels impossibly close, as if she’s just stepped into the next room. You wake from a dream with the sense that you’ve just seen her face or heard her voice, and for a second, your body believes she’s still here.

Then there are other days when she feels unreachable. So distant that even your memories struggle to remember her. You try to recall the exact warmth of her hug, the comfort of her presence, and it slips through your fingers. Those who have experienced this loss know that that distance can be harder than the grief itself.

You wonder if she can still hear you when you cry, when the pain comes suddenly and steals your breath. You wonder if she knows how much you miss her, how time won’t pass without her, how ordinary days feel heavier than they used to. Then you question whether she would come back if she could, whether the bond still feels real to her now that you can’t touch or speak to one another.

You replay conversations in your head and wonder if she truly knew how deeply she was loved.

But then, out of the blue, something shifts. You begin to understand that the wondering is part of loving her. Over time, it becomes clear that while you question and reach and ache, she doesn’t need to. She already knew.

A mother’s love never dies, even when she does. It becomes who you are and resides in your instincts, your compassion, your power.

You are still her child. That never changed.

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Monica Pop
Monica Pop
Monica Pop is a senior writer for Bored Daddy magazine covering the latest trending and popular articles across the United States and around the world.

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