How old were you when your mom died? Were you seven? Twenty Seven? Fifty Seven? Maybe it's your current age and the grief is so fresh on your heart that you can't yet speak of it. I was 24 and newly married when my mom died and it changed my life forever. One thing is for certain, no matter our age, background, race or religion; grief and sorrow know no age, no color, and is no respecter of persons. The common bond we share at Missing My Mom.com is we can all identify with each other in the loss of our moms and our lives will forever be changed. It is my desire that through this website we are able to help bear one another's burdens and learn to live again and live life to the fullest. Ecclesiastes 3:1 states "For everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven." (AST) Each of us may be in different seasons of our grief. May we all remember there is a time to cry, a time to laugh, a time to morn and a time to dance. My hope is that we may all share in these seasons together. So please stay as long as you like and visit often.
"These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world." John 16:33 (KJV)
There are so many things I needed to know before my mom died that I didn't know at the time, I would need to know. Know what I mean? :-) I look back now and think, how did she make her cornbread dressing and her famous pecan pie?! What about the many afghans that she crocheted and the crafts she seemed to be so good at; not to mention the sound advise she always seemed to have. What I would give to go back in time. Well, since we have neither a time travel machine nor our moms we need to rely on each other.
May you find this website able to help carry your load and help you find the peace and joy that you have been longing for since the loss of your sweet mom.