Deposits of Hope for the Grieving Mom

Megan Gaudette

Hope is the currency of a grieving mother's heart. Fresh in grief, she is bankrupt. Crowds of people offer her words and condolences, but the transactions are declined. Her heart cannot recognize their donations. The currencies don’t match. No one’s currency matches. Her grief has left her alone.

Slowly, deposits are made. In the most unexpected of ways. A butterfly that lingers too long. A sunrise with colors that match her heart. A sweet smell of flowers that lingers in places where it doesn't belong. Others that have walked similar roads stand beside her. They don't speak, they know there are no words, but they hold her hand and her account grows.

Over time, her heart is steadier. Her worries lessen. Joy slides back into her day-to-day before she even recognizes it. Her account has been filled. But some days withdrawals are made. Without warning, her account empties.

She sees a baby wearing the same hat her baby once wore. She stops for a moment and smiles, forgetting that he is gone. That he will never wear that hat again. Then her heart catches up to reality and she finds herself back where she began.

But now her heart has strengthened an eyelash amount. She knows, with time, her hope will grow again. She also knows that her unique currency can be gifted to others. Her words and her heart become their safe place. Their hand to hold.

And so, these transactions occur daily, nightly, minute by minute, between mothers who have lost at different times and in different ways.

Middle of the night texts, shared miracle messages, poems that strum delicate hearts, mixed tears becoming one. A secret exchange between only those in this horrible but beautiful club. Silent, knowing eyes that speak novels. A hand that transfers herculean strength. A heart that listens on a heavenly wavelength.

Sweet mama, when your hope runs low. The rest of us in this club have some you can borrow. Come, sit. There's a spot for you here.

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Meet the Author:
Megan Gaudette

I am a mama to two beautiful earth kiddos and one angel. The one gift my son William brought me in his passing was renewed focus in honoring my creative heart. I know his spirit guides me as I work to find myself and my purpose through writing.

Connect with Author:

• Instagram: @hermorningwords

• Website: www.megangaudette.com

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