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[mommystoyshop]

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[dh1rajkapoor]

My Dearest Mama Smt Viney Rani Kapoor,

As your birthday dawns again in this world without you, my heart aches with a longing that words cannot express. It’s been fifteen years since you embarked on your journey to a better world, yet the void your absence left remains as deep as ever.

I find myself retracing the footsteps of our shared memories, each one a treasure I hold close to my heart. Your smile, your laughter, your unwavering love—they are etched into my soul, never to fade. I’ve learned from you the true meaning of strength, compassion, and resilience.

Today, on what would have been your special day, I send my most heartfelt wishes to the heavens above. Happy Birthday, my Queen Mama. Though you’re beyond the reach of my arms, your spirit envelops me with warmth, guiding me through life’s twists and turns.

In this realm of memory and love, you remain vivid and alive. Until the day we reunite, know that my love for you grows stronger with each passing year. You are, and will forever be, the beating heart of our family.

With endless love and a heart heavy with missing you,

Nikka

#MamaLove

#BestMomEver

#MomLife

#SuperMom

#MomsRock

#Motherhood

#MamaBear

#MomGoals

#MamaMagic

#FamilyFirst

#MomStrong

#DearMom

#cherishedmoments

[lilyqian]

My illustration for Medium‘s Stop Asian Hate blog for AAPI Heritage month. When six Asian women were killed in Atlanta in March, writer Jane Park felt powerless. She ached with concern for her parents and friends who face anti-Asian violence. “I wish I could protect you,” she writes in a moving piece addressed to her mom.

[iamcrystalina]

Unfinished.

I’m sorry I couldn’t come to you.

When you were in danger and didn’t know it

But I tried to call your name.

I wished I could send someone in my place

But this was my fear to engage.

A lump in my throat as I thought of your face.

A pain I couldn’t fathom only escaped by grace.

Still, while all turned out well

I admit there is a deep sorrow I could never tell.

If love could cure this then take my heart to the highest mountain

Please use it to paint the skies, make it bright

If a cloud shall ever form above her again

Squeeze me tight so I’ll fall down on her in love and light. 

[freddysaid]

dear mom,

i still need you so much. i don’t know if there will ever be a time that i wouldn’t need you. 

what i want the most right now is to come into your room, not even realizing that i could be interrupting your me-time, because you wouldn’t even mention it.

you would see me upset, and you would tell me to come here and tell you about it. what’s going on. 

and maybe i can’t really talk about it yet. maybe i’m crying so much and it sounds i’m like drowning when i breathe.

you let me lay in bed with you. you cover me in blankets. you rub my back. you play with my hair.

you tell me that life is hard. you tell me that we do the best we can.

you tell me that i work hard. you tell me that i need to slow down. you tell me that i need to take a break. you tell me to take a bath. you run the water for me. you brush my hair after.

i’ll fall asleep there with my head in your lap still feeling so sad but comforted because you are there and everything will be okay. 

i am always needing someone to tell me that everything will be okay. 

well let’s catch up. 

i haven’t dreamed about you in a long time and i really miss you. i worry that i’ll forget our memories. i worry i’ll run out of stories to tell about you. 

look at me now, mom. i’ve got a pretty great job. i don’t hate it. they take good care of me. we have this decent apartment. we furnished it. the interior could use some work, but this is home. sometimes i take inventory of my life and i wonder if you expected more, less, or exactly this. 

it’s almost christmas. are you surprised? this time is so important to us. we have our tree up. i’ve had the same tree and ornaments for the past 3 years, but this year i ordered some more, and ribbons too. i wanna step up my christmas game. i wanna be on your level.

i’m not the only one. so many people still look up to you. oh if you could see the decorations that dei and ro do. you know one year dei wrapped her christmas presents in a way that reminded me so much of you. the wrapping paper, the ribbon. i’ve been wanting to start collecting old christmas cards. i wanna do them just like you. 

i was talking with manang janice a few weeks ago. she was telling me that she misses you so much too. you were special, she said. the way that you could interact with people, you made everyone feel special. you were different. i always looked up to manang janice like the cool older sister i wanted to grow up and be like, and she looked up to you the same way. 

i texted dei that i miss you. that i wish i could run away to you. she said, she often thinks to herself “what would auntie belen do?” she said, you were strong. and you taught us to be the same way. 

sometimes i don’t wanna be strong though mom. sometimes i wanna be little. i wanna be taken care of. 

i’m all over the place. i don’t even have more to say. i just wish you were here. 

[crewzy]

Happy Mothers Day!

[anoosharaza-blog]

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY.Thank you for your neverending love and support that never makes me lonely when I am alone. Thank you for always being there as my shield when I was susceptible to hurt. Thank you for understanding me when I was screaming inside and offering me comfort while letting me sleep on your lap. Trust me I have not found such comfort anywhere. Thank you for all the little things that you care about when it concerns me. Thank you for cheering me up when I failed. Thank you for teaching me to stand for myself even though I am alone fighting. Truth never fears nor surrenders is what you say. Thank you for understanding me when I was shattered and a mess. Thank you for teaching me how genuine masks won't be always having good intentions at heart Thank you for taking care of my self when I was sick. Your love and care always does the magic. Thank you for applauding me for even my small achievements. Thank you mom for everything. You are a treasure I wish was immortal. But my love will always be. Love you, Your loving daughter. #mothersday #happymothersday #motherslove #mother #daughter #dearmom #yqbabaquotes #yqbaba #writobliss_ (at Karachi, Pakistan) https://www.instagram.com/p/B__EHPMAxHh/?igshid=10aftssc5cfsz

[priscilla-ax]

Everyone in the fight against bullying!!!

[letterstomymama-blog1]

Letter to my Mama

Hey Mama,  i wish you were alive today. I wish you were alive everyday. Today we had the stupid holiday party at my stupid job. Needless to say mom, it was stupid. They got food from a Mexican restaurant near us, and it was whatever. I didn’t get sick from it, so that is positive.  I got this woman who I work with a present. Since I’ve known her, she has been sick, so I got her a wellness package. Everyone thought it was really funny. I am proud of my humor. Mama, you would have smiled and laughed today too.

If you were here, I would show you off to all of the people in my life. I would display you so that everyone knew how amazing you were. When your parent is dead, it is hard to tell everyone how important they are to you. My boss is having a baby, and she is not much older than me. All of her parents, and her husbands parents are alive. I find myself feeling jealous because they come to the hotel to help her with different tasks; they are sharing this experience with their daughter. Sometimes I just wish that you were here so people can see that I have a mom.  Mom: this is a letter to you to let you know you are, and always will be my best friend. Having a mother like you was the best thing that I could have in this life. Until next time Ma.  I love you to the moon and back!

-Bee

[internetmadness]

Trying to recreate the Dear Mom artwork in Midjourney. Spooky.

[fuckitcryssii]

[enbysock]

Dear Mom,

How’s it going? I bet you’re glad that your pain stopped. I bet it was really upsetting and aggrivating seeing yourself deteriate like it did. I know it was for me. Which is some of the reason why I moved out. I remember how excited you were when you started losing weight; before all the signs pointed in the direction it went. I miss you so damn much. I moved back into our house after kie and I broke up. It doesn’t feel nearly the same as it did before you left. Dad and I now share a room. At first I thought I couldn't move back because there’s not alot of space in this house, but dad said you told him that if I needed to move back I could, and that I'm always welcome back. I appreciate that cause I thought we ended off on a bad note. I just didn't want to keep seeing you like that you know? I got a cool loft bed. I wish you could see it because I know you would absolutely love it. It reminds me of the loft bed I had as a kid. Finals week started and I haven't been doing well. I have been hurting a lot. I know if you were here you would just hold me in your arms and tell me everything will be okay. I haven't been able to eat well, because work cut my hours. I now only work 5 hours a week, and I've been to broke to eat the recommended 3 meals a day. I know you would worry about my eating habits like you always did. I haven't been able to see a doctor, therapist, dentist, or my endo because of not having a ride. I still take the bus. But don't worry, I'm learning how to drive. it's not going according to plain, but its still going. I'm afraid I'm not doing enough for the family. I feel like this big burden that's bringing everyone down. I have been afraid of nearly everything lately. Christmas is right around the corner. I know you would always say  “This Christmas is going to be the worst!” almost every Christmas because of our budget, but I know that this one will be the worst because you're not here. I miss you a lot, and it will never be the same. 

I hope this finds you well.

Your son, Jessiah 💝

[sincerelyhumanprints]

DEAR MOMS......A letter from Sincerely Human

[crownvic07]

September 14, 2018

To the person that I do love

You keep saying that I don’t

Just by the way I talk

But have you thought about me

I feel the same way

Perhaps you love in your own way

Though I just can’t tell you

Can’t tell you how I feel

Every time I do

You don’t understand

I don’t know why it’s so hard

It hurts me when you say

I won’t be able to love others

I don’t have friends

I’m still hurt by my past

I’m not generous enough

I need to practice math and reading

I don’t respect you

With these things being said

I feel misunderstood

You say that you understand me

But it feels like you don’t

Sorry I can’t be like my sister

I’m not as generous

I’m not a straight-A student

I’m not a pharmacist

But please stop seeing the past me

If you’re not then why

Telling me to review my academics

Telling me to let go of the past

You need to know

My past hurts were let go

They were gone two years ago

When I meet my closest friends

You say I don’t love you

Let me tell you

I too want to repair this

But now it is so hard

Our relationship is built

On the past tense me

And somehow it’s still there

Sorry if I’m such a disappointment

I guess you should have done it

The decision that was on your mind

The twenty-eight year old decision

[agnostico-benedetti]

Mamá desearía que hubieras sido egoísta.

Mamá desearía que hubieras sido egoísta.

El día que falleciste recuero que mi tía me saco de la habitación,

No había nada que podía hacer, no lo asimilaba, todavía creía que iba a gritar tu nombre y tu me ibas a responder, recuerdo entrar  y ver al doctor inyectándote el formol, no entendía , tenía miedo, ¿Por qué te lo inyectaba de esa manera? Se veía demasiado doloroso

Tarde un año en sentir los efectos secundarios, olvidé sin darme cuenta de la fecha de tu muerte, mucha gente quería que la recordara, ¿Por qué recordaría yo ese día fatídico?

Empeze a recordar después de tiempo, las veces que reíamos o llorábamos, empeze a querer abrazarte, mamá yo no comprendía que tan difícil era para ti, sonreír mientras morías por dentro, la quimioterapia te laceraba, te dolía, te quemaba, y aún asi lo hacías, dejabas que te lastimaran por nosotros, siempre decías ¨quiero vivir al menos diez añitos más, no quiero dejarte pequeña¨ y yo te decía: Tú vas a vivir más, mamá.

Desearía que hubieras sido más egoísta mamá, hubiese deseado tener un buen juicio crítico a los 10 años. Hubiese querido decirte: no alargues tu sufrimiento por nosotros, nunca te agradecí por eso. Por qué nunca lo dijiste, nunca dijiste que dolía tanto. Desearía haberte dicho gracias por estar aquí por mí y por mi hermano. Vivía en una maldita burbuja de cristal, cuando te fuiste se rompió. Y los pedazos siguen cortándome.

[shannonbookmusic]

Today is National Gold Star Mother’s Day and I would like to share this song with every Gold Star Mother in America along with our Allied Countries!!! This song was written specifically for Gold Star Mothers. After 17 years of service and two tours of combat myself, I was asked to write a song for this very day. It may have literally been one of the hardest songs to write. What do you say to a Mother who has lost a child to combat? How does one console a mother who’s lost a child period? The letter in my pocket to my mother I carried in combat. That’s what sparked this song. My only hope for this song on this day, is that it provides a bit of piece, closing and solace to every grieving mother. I ask you today to PLEASE share this song with the world so the mothers that need to hear, do!!! Link in Bio!!! #dearmom #love #goldstarmothers #amotherslove #godblessamerica #usarmy #usmarines #usnavy #usairforce #uscoastguard #facebook #patriots (at Austin, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/CUSeWBGr31R/?utm_medium=tumblr