Mother’s Day is the Hardest

It seems, even before the first sprout sprung from the ground, indicating spring is near, my heart had already begun to dread what follows those April showers. It's not those beautiful flowers which May typically brings. Nor is it the warmer weather I fear. It's Mother's Day. The day where churches worldwide will honor the visible Mommas, the ones whose arms are filled. All along, forgetting those whose wombs remain empty as they long for children they've either yet to receive or have lost.

It seems, even before the first sprout sprang from the ground, indicating spring is near, my heart had already begun to dread what follows April showers. It’s not those beautiful flowers which May typically brings, nor is it the warmer weather I fear. It’s Mother’s Day. The day where churches worldwide will honor the visible […]