A wide panoramic image with a 3:1 aspect ratio featuring a smiling woman in a straw hat sitting in a purple wheelchair, cradling a sleeping infant in her arms. The scene is set outdoors in a lush green garden with manicured hedges and a stone path in the background. Across the top of the image, the text "HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY" is written in a classic gold font against a dark, blurred green banner. In the bottom right corner, there is a delicate gold floral accent.

Happy Mother’s Day to us

Today, my friend Sane brought me a piece of cake wrapped in foil. She came early in the morning, on her way to work, saying she only had a minute. She handed it to me and said, “Happy Mother’s Day.” And somehow, that small act opened something in me.

Happy Mother’s Day to us. To the mothers in exile. To the displaced mothers. To the mothers surviving in unfamiliar countries while their children sleep somewhere else in the world.

Because Mother’s Day can feel complicated when your children are not physically with you.

There are mothers here carrying the unbearable ache of distance every single day. Mothers who wake up and check their phones before they even check themselves, hoping there is no emergency from home. Mothers sacrificing from their tiny allowances to send money back for school fees, medicine, food, rent, uniforms, and survival.

Some of us do not even feel like mothers anymore because we cannot physically hold our children. And yet we are still parenting constantly.

We parent through video calls. Through voice notes. Through advice sent across bad internet connections. Through prayers whispered before sleeping. Through fear. Through guilt. Through survival.

There are moments when your child is sick, and all they want is your hug, your touch, your presence, and you cannot give it. Moments when they cry through a screen, and you sit helplessly on the other side of the world, feeling like your heart is breaking in real time.

A close-up photograph of a mother and young child smiling warmly at each other. Their faces are turned toward one another, capturing a joyful and intimate moment of connection, love, and shared happiness.

There are moments when you discipline them over the phone because what they did was wrong, but after the call ends, you sit there replaying their face in your mind, wanting to soften it with a hug, and wanting them to know that correction is not the absence of love.

 

“Distance doesn't only change geography. It changes how you mother too. You learn how to hug with words, comfort through silence, and love people you cannot physically reach. ”

Happy Mother’s Day to the mothers surviving distance while loving with their whole hearts.

A smiling young woman with braided hair sits indoors in a black chair, wearing a patterned yellow, black, and blue outfit. She looks warmly toward the camera, creating a calm and confident portrait.

“Today I am celebrating the mothers who love across distance. We may be far away, but our children are still carried in every decision, every prayer, every dream, and every part of who we are. ”

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