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A Love Letter to Mothers

Mother’s Day - Flowers in a meadow with the sun setting behind the hills

To all the mothers—

The ones we hold, the ones we’ve lost, and the ones we never had but still long for—this letter is for you.

You are the quiet force holding the seams of our lives together, even when the threads are fraying. You are the arms we run to in joy, in heartbreak, in confusion. You are the voice that echoes in our choices, the courage that whispers when we’re afraid, and the love that somehow continues—no matter the miles, the years, the misunderstandings, or the silence.

Some of us were lucky enough to grow up with you by our side every day. Others only carry you in memory, imagination, or hope. But regardless of how your presence touches our lives, the imprint of a mother—the idea, the spirit, the sacrifice—shapes who we are in more ways than we often realize.

To the mothers who gave birth and the mothers who chose us,

To the grandmothers who held us steady,

To the aunts, the mentors, the sisters, the neighbors who mothered in ways big and small—

To the single moms, the working moms, the grieving moms, the moms whose hearts ache for children they lost or never got to hold—

To the patient, the imperfect, the exhausted, the joyful, the fierce, and the quietly strong—

You are seen. You are honored. You are deeply loved.

And to those of us who still have our mothers with us—may we remember that this is a privilege. Even in the moments where the relationship feels complicated, or challenging, or hard to understand, let us remember that many would trade places just to have one more phone call, one more hug, one more chance to say thank you.

So thank you.

For the sleepless nights, the soft smiles, the fierce defenses, and the relentless belief in who we could become.

Happy Mother’s Day.

With all our love,

From the hearts of many, through the voice of one.

  • Jamie ~ ecoPsystem

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