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Jennifer Bond Baker's avatar

You echo my sentiments, though for me it is my son, my first born. It seems hardly possible to just keep living without someone so dear. To hang up the ornaments, see the photos of holidays past when we had a darling child about us. Unique. Funny. Full of life. It feels like half of my heart is gone. The hole they leave is so massive; I don't think it can be comprehended, because not only does it deny us the now, it wants to dissolve the past, too. It is a truly evil, despicable, devastating ideology. I continue to pray the emperor will soon admit he has no clothes and send our children back to us. Though forever scarred and wounded, they would somehow fill that hole again, and we would be so glad to again be Mother.

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Elizabeth Hummel's avatar

Beautifully written, heartbreaking. Thank you for sharing this idea and experience of the daughter-shaped hole in your life. You put the truth out there into the universe, to all of us. I hope that the wisdom in this essay will be someday felt by your daughter. I hope that the mother-shaped hole in her being will bring her back to you.

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