Written by:
Ms. Sheeza Khan
Mother’s Day feels different for those whose mothers are no longer beside them. For some, it is a day filled with flowers, hugs, and celebration. But for others, it becomes a quiet reminder of a love that can never be replaced.
Life without a mother is one of the greatest emotional challenges, especially for the youngest child in the family. The youngest is always protected, loved a little extra, and treated like the little one of the house. But when a mother leaves this world and returns to Allah Pak, life suddenly changes completely. The child who once depended on her love, comfort, and presence suddenly has to learn how to live without it.
I was only 25 when I lost my mother, and honestly, that was the age when I needed her the most. But this was Allah Pak’s destiny. Maybe Allah loved her more, and that is why He called her back so soon. She was kind, soft-hearted, caring, and full of warmth — a woman whose presence always felt like peace itself. Her love made everything feel safe.
After losing my mother, people often say that I did enough for her—that I cared for her and loved her the best I could. But my heart doesn’t agree. It still feels like a child never really stops wanting to serve their mother, even when she is no longer here.
No matter what we do for our mothers, it never feels equal to what they do for us. That is the truth my heart keeps returning to. And that is why even now, there is a quiet heaviness inside me—a feeling that I still want to do more for her, even though I can’t.
Earlier, I was stubborn and lived life my own way, but now I try to become softer, kinder, and more understanding. I try to be gentle with people because I want to reflect even a small part of my mother’s nature — someone who treated everyone with love, respect, and kindness. I try not to hurt anyone because I want my actions to carry forward the values she left behind.
Maybe one good deed, one sincere prayer, or one small act of kindness from me can become a source of peace and light for her in her grave.
This Mother’s Day, I remember my mother not only with tears, but also with gratitude, love, and prayers in my heart. May Allah Pak grant her the highest place in Jannah, fill her grave with Noor and peace, and reunite us one day.
Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers — and to all the mothers watching over us from Jannah.♥️