What Mother's Day Means To Me

relationships7 years ago

I’m not a mom. And with an approximate 5,969 mile distance and entire Atlantic Ocean between my mother and myself for the vast majority of the year, it’s pretty rare to have my mother by my side on Mother’s Day either. Today, I loved reading everyone’s tributes to their mothers on Facebook and Instagram… but as most of you probably already might’ve noticed by now — I tend to not participate using every holiday occasion to share my feelings on a public forum… unless an extreme occasion calls for it.

There are lots of words that I would use to describe the woman who raised me: she is strong, selfless, intelligent, God-fearing, a caretaker… and even has the tiniest bit of a stubborn streak that annoys me when I’m on the receiving end of it, but I also see in myself every now and then. People always ask me what my name means — my full name, Cocomma, translates literally to “mother’s namesake“… or someone who takes after their mother and carries a bit of their mother with them, for those of you who might like something somewhat more poetic.

So even though Skype chats, FaceTime catch-ups and WhatsApp messages make it easier to keep faraway loved ones closer than ever… I love to use Mother’s Day to reflect on what I’m doing to carry on my own Mother’s legacy — so that one day, when I have kids of my own, they too will come to know the reason people all over the world treasure days like these. Happy Mother’s Day, Magdalene… I love you! xx