What It’s Like Being Anxious, Grieving, and Completely Avoiding Mother’s Day

It’s early April, and just as flowers are just starting to peak out to preview what is to come, the first advertisements are starting to crop up for Mother’s Day.

I’m not going to lie — it’s a little gut punch each time, but at 3+ years out it doesn’t take with wind out of me and ruin the day like it used to. That’s progress, small progress.

I lost my mother smack dab in the middle of my twenties. Immediately prior, my father was diagnosed and recovered from cancer, but when…