when Mother's Day isnt warm and fuzzy

I know moms whose sons were murdered and I know a mom who was murdered by her son. First there's no greater pain. And then there's no more pain. The families are left to sort through the rubble. This life has no guarantees. I know a mom who lost two children in one week. I know a mom who has suffered a dozen miscarriages and a mom who has had over a dozen abortions. I also know a mom with nearly a dozen living kids who suffered many losses, all along the way. I know moms who've lost their mother and their child, and Mother's Day can be a haunting reminder of what they don't have. I mention these things around this time because we know these people. They are our teachers, our friends, our co-workers, our sisters, our church family and neighbors. Motherhood can be the biggest source of pride, but for some, also the biggest source of devastation, regret, guilt, pain or torment. Even before Joislen passed my annual motherhood posts have been heavier. I am burdened to remember these women and their circumstances. These unbelievable situations aren't the norm. But they are someone's everyday. So let's love on them. Remember them. Pray for them. Reach out to them. And if u don't know anyone who has a painful mothers day season. Truly be thankful for the blessings in your life. If your life hasn't been touched with great devastation surrounding your motherhood journey. Be thankful. Be thankful be thankful. And when your done? Be thankful.