Tuesday, 16 May 2017

Maryam Amir wrote:

For the mothers at heart whose wombs have never experienced life, who weep for its emptiness, who pray for it to fill, who've accepted or who cannot accept that it may never

For the mothers whose wombs have seen their babies come to life and then pass there

For the mothers who screamed in agony of labor and then held their babies whose eyes would never open and whose hearts stopped beating

For the mothers whose children are not by blood but by love, and yet still others don't always understand

For the mothers who have birthed and raised their children, then washed, shrouded and buried them

For the mothers who raised their children only to feel completely disconnected from them

For those mothers who are struggling to raise their children while battling  depression

For single mothers

For teachers who are the mothers of students who find love in the classroom while at home experience abuse or neglect 

For activists who are so intensely defending everyone else's children they haven't been able to consider having their own

For the mothers at heart who have wanted nothing more than to be a mother for as long as they can remember, but who've never had the opportunity
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For those whose mothers have passed and whose lives feel numb and empty

For those whose mothers have hurt more than helped them

For those whose mothers were never a part of their lives and who have always felt that longing

For everyone I've mistakenly missed or haven't been able to mention, just like you feel people always miss you

For those who are watching everyone else celebrate mothers today, but whose hearts are shattered

Today, tomorrow and everyday, remember: what people see isn't all of you. God knows what you are. He knows your status. And when you feel overwhelmed and broken because no one else understands all the pain and stigma related to everything other than a specific and "perfect" concept of motherhood:

"...He is with you wherever you are." (Quran, 57:4)

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