Mother’s Day Whispers: Still Their Mother, Always Their Home

Dear Beautiful Souls,

This Mother's Day, I want to send love to all the mothers, mother figures, nurturers, and those who hold space for others with fierce tenderness. Happy Mother’s Day!

As I reflect on my own journey as a mother to Willow and Bryce—now both young adults—I’m filled with deep gratitude for the bond we share, and the many gifts motherhood has brought into my life. There are three things I especially cherish.

The first is the gift of play. My children always brought out the kid in me. From silly moments during the day to late-night giggles and spontaneous adventures, they reminded me how good it feels to be lighthearted. Even now, when we’re together, that playful spark returns, and I’m reminded that joy doesn’t have an age limit.

The second is simply being with them. Whether we were sharing a meal, watching a movie, driving somewhere, or doing absolutely nothing at all, I’ve always treasured their presence. Time with my children has never needed to be grand or perfect—it’s just always felt meaningful. That kind of connection, where your heart rests in the company of those you love most, is a blessing beyond words.

The third is the profound experience of being needed, expressing love, and receiving love in return. There’s nothing like the feeling of being the one your child turns to—for comfort, for courage, for celebration. The way their love has touched me and the way I’ve had the chance to love them back is a sacred dance I will always hold dear.

Though they’re grown now, the bond hasn’t faded—it’s only evolved. I continue to cherish every chance I get to laugh with them, sit beside them, and show them how deeply they are loved.

To all of you who mother in your own way—may your day be filled with moments that remind you of how important and loved you are.

With heart and gratitude,

Donna