How to Honor Your Deceased Mom on Mother’s Day

With Mother’s Day approaching, I can’t help but think of all the women (men too) who no longer have their mom here. If that is you, I am sorry–I am sure all of the Mother’s Day talk is hard. You might feel extra lonely or sad–that’s ok (and normal, btw). I am sorry that you have lost your mom–no one can replace her.

I thought I would share a few suggestions on how you might be able to honor her this Mother’s Day. Obviously, these ideas won’t take the hurt away, but I hope they make you feel closer to her. Although she is not physically here she will always live in your heart. You have the beautiful gift of carrying on her legacy.

Ways to remember and honor your mom:

Plant a perennial, plant or tree in her honor. 

Order a garden memorial stone. (Etsy is a great place to search for one.)

Purchase a piece of jewelry with her initial on it. (I love this Kate Spade one.)

Do her favorite thing. (Did she have a favorite coffee shop? Favorite park to visit? Loved the beach?)

Donate to her favorite charity.

Write her a letter. This will be very therapeutic–pretend you are on the phone with her, tell her everything that is on your heart–big and small.

Start a journal. You can use your journal to write her letters or just put your thoughts to paper. Writing will help you to process all of the emotions you are feeling.

Schedule a coffee date with her best friend or one of her siblings. Share fun memories with each other.

Toast her. 

Create a memory jar. Use a small mason jar and every time you think of a memory write it down on a piece of paper and put it into the jar.


And speaking of great women who have passed on, I miss you Grandma. I think about you and Grandpa so much. Sometimes it just hits me out of nowhere and I start to cry. I miss sitting around your kitchen table eating grilled cheese sandwiches. I miss waking up at your house to the smell of coffee and the sound of the small radio in the corner of your kitchen. I miss being able to stop over randomly and popping open a lawn chair in your driveway. I miss sticking my hand into your cookie jar or searching your refrigerator for salami. I miss your hugs and kisses on the cheek. I know you would love Bode and Beck so much. I wish they could meet you. I wish I could see you one more time. Thank you for loving me the way you did.

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