At this table many celebrations for Mother's day once took place. At this table candle's were blown and wishes were made on birthdays.
At this table there were Eid and Christmas dinners and various holiday celebrations.
At this table were family gatherings just because.
When Mama, a loving member of our family and a powerful matriarch transitioned, the centralization of what brought people together like at this table was lost.
It's not the same anymore. I grieve my mom and a the loss of what no longer happens at this table.
But at this table I'm joined by many others. They include, pain, loneliness, hurt, sadness and grief. They have all have a place at this table and everyone is welcome. They have a lot to share. I sit. I listen and be present to every word.
I am sitting at this table as I write this and I am flooded with memories. Some so clear as if they were yesterday and others that are vague and seem to be fading away.
At this table I am also joined by gratitude, joy, happiness, laughter, harmony and love. They too have a lot to say. They too have a lot to contribute to the conversation. Their words are healing, give me hope and leave me curious about what the future could be like with or without this table.
At this table today I set a place setting in honour of mom for Mother's day. This is where she sat whenever we gathered at this table. This is her seat. Even in spirit she is welcome here at this table. She will always be a part of every meal, every occasion and celebration. She continues to fill my heart with her love and her bright light just like she did every time we sat together at this table.
Happy Mother's Day Mama🌺
Love You Forever🕊
Miss you so much ❤️
