The Empty Mother

We were a family puzzle, Perfectly fitted, Completing each other. But your piece outgrew us.

Everyone says it goes fast.

I believed them.

But believing didn’t change the speed.

Or the impact.

The Heart-breaking hurt

like a vice.

Hard to breathe.

Swallowed in the mixed-up mess of emotions.

I soaked in every moment

But still want more

Time

Hugs

Imprinted memories of

Days perfect

in their imperfection.

Turned to years

filled with awe.

Marvel

in you.

Yes I’m proud.

Yes I’m grateful.

Yes I’m blessed.

But it still hurts.

And I still grieve.

Because this heaven at home

Will never be the same.

It’s changing.

Gone forever.

We were a family puzzle,

Perfectly fitted,

Completing each other.

But your piece

outgrew us.

And you’re ready

To start

your own puzzle.

Maybe I’m so selfish

I don’t want that.

But how could I deny you

The growth

The service

Your imprint on the world,

To fill the measure of your creation

and

The greatest joy and love,

Parenthood.

So

Amid the pain and blur

I glimpse heaven’s plan.

God our Father

Made family

the Foundation

of Now

and Forever.

To learn and grow

To love and serve.

And Eternity

just may be

Enough time

To love you.

To hold you longer.

To build the bigger puzzle.

To see the bigger picture.

Hilarie Hicks Robison – March 31, 2023