I was eight when my mother died, suddenly enough that the word goodbye never found its way into our house. For years, her absence felt like a locked room I wasn\u2019t allowed to enter. Much later, as an adult sorting through yellowed folders and hospital forms, I discovered records from a psychiatric ward where she had once stayed for depression. Between clinical phrases and neat handwriting, one sentence unsettled me more than the rest: the therapist noted that my mother \u201cnever spoke of her child.\u201d At first, the words cut deep. I read them as proof of abandonment, as if I had been invisible even while she lived. Grief shifted shape, turning into anger, then into a quiet, aching doubt about whether I had mattered to her at all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Time, however, softened the sharpest edges of that thought. I began to understand that silence can mean many things. Perhaps I was not absent from her heart, but too present\u2014too precious to be spoken aloud in a place where pain demanded words. Maybe I was the one part of her life she tried to protect from being dissected, diagnosed, or reduced to symptoms. Meaning, I learned, does not always live in what is written down. Sometimes it hides in what is carefully left unsaid. In that understanding, I found peace. Love does not always announce itself clearly; sometimes it survives quietly, beneath the surface, shaping us even after it\u2019s gone.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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