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When Words Won’t Be Enough



My Dearest Mom,


Happy Birthday, my angel.


Today should have been filled with candles, flowers, laughter, and the warmth of your embrace. Instead, I stand before your memory with tears that never seem to end.


I still find myself wanting to call you, to hear your voice, to tell you about my day, to seek your advice, and to rest my head on your shoulder. Then reality reminds me that you are no longer here, and my heart breaks all over again.


Mom, I miss you in every moment of my life. I miss the way you looked at me with pride. I miss your prayers that followed me wherever I went. I miss your gentle hands, your endless patience, and your unconditional love. There is no love in this world that can ever replace a mother’s love.


Thank you for every sacrifice you made for me. Thank you for believing in me when I was uncertain, for standing beside me when life was difficult, and for teaching me to be strong, compassionate, and faithful. Everything good within me carries a piece of you.


People say time heals. I have learned that it doesn’t. Time simply teaches us how to live with an empty chair, an unanswered phone call, and a heart that forever longs for someone who can never be replaced.


There are so many things I still want to tell you. I wish I could tell you about every achievement, every challenge, every dream. I still need you, Mom. No matter how old I become, I will always be your little girl.


Sometimes I look at the sky and wonder if you can see me. I hope you know that I have never stopped loving you and I never will. You are present in every prayer I whisper, every tear I hide, and every act of kindness I offer, because that is how you raised me.


On your birthday, I have no gift to place in your hands. Instead, I offer my prayers. May Allah surround you with His endless mercy, fill your grave with light, forgive every shortcoming, and grant you the highest place in Jannat Al-Firdaws.


I promise you this, Mom: I will carry your name with honor. I will continue the values you planted in my heart. I will love as you loved, give as you gave, and live in a way that would make you smile.


Until the day Allah reunites us, a part of my heart will always be with you.


Happy Birthday, my beautiful mother.


I love you beyond words.


I miss you beyond time.


And I will carry you in my heart until my very last breath.


Forever your daughter,


Hawraa

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