Warning! Personal Post Below
Hi friends! This week is my birthday week – ahh! Most years, I am excited for my birthday, but this year has just been weird. I’m turning 30 (ugh). I guess I’m not one of those girls who take it in stride and think “oh 30 is going to be amazing!” I mean, I’m sure it will be – once I look back on it in like 5 years but thinking about it freaks me out. And this is going to be my first birthday without my mom, which also really freaks me out.
I keep seeing things all over Instagram about bloggers not being real and portraying this “fake/happy life.” Yes, most of what I post makes my life seem pretty great. But this past year has not been easy. I lost my mom to cancer last May and trying to find normalcy again has been challenging. Some days I am totally fine; other days I find myself breaking down over nothing – confusing the hell out of my husband. It gets to me a lot at night, right before I go to bed. My mind starts to race and I think about all of the things my mom is going to miss in my life – and all of the things I’m going to have to figure out on my own without her.
We did this exercise at a work outing/team bonding day that included talking about some of your biggest fears in life. My top fear was not just getting older, but getting older without my mom. In particular, having children of my own without my mom to guide me through it. I always wonder how women know how to be mothers before they have their first child. I literally have no clue what to do or how to do so many things. My best guess was always to call my mom with any questions I wouldn’t know the answer to. Don’t moms always seem to have an answer for everything??
Seeing that is no longer an option, I have to look elsewhere. (Now, this is not to say that I am going to have children right now or any time soon, but it is definitely in my future.) I am thankful, though, that I have my sister, who also lives in Chicago and has a daughter of her own. I know she will be my life line on those days where I don’t have a clue what I’m doing. And I guess I should probably read those baby books?
Losing a parent is a strange thing. It is a terrible loss, a void that cannot be filled. I have a constant ache when I think about my mom. And I hate to admit it, but I sometimes feel a sense of jealousy when seeing other women my age who still have their mom and have a strong relationship with her.
A friend of mine sent me a book after my mother passed. It’s called “Option B,” by Sheryl Sandberg. (You may recognize her from her other successful book, “Lean In”). Sheryl lost her husband unexpectedly. She talks about how she faces the loss of her partner and finds comfort and happiness without him – which she calls “Option B.” If we can’t have Option A (in my case, a life with my mom and in Sheryl’s case, a life with Dave, her husband), then there has to be an Option B. I still haven’t finished the book, as it is hard for me to read at times. But it has helped me to realize that the thoughts and feelings I have are normal. In the book, Sheryl tells her children that it is okay to feel jealous and that even she feels jealous at times. That it is okay to cry, okay to be happy when you feel happy, okay to be angry when you feel angry, okay to be sad when you feel sad.
They say the first year is the hardest. I know it definitely has been for my dad. I hope that he can find comfort in other things in life. I know the heartache I feel, but it probably doesn’t compare to his.
I felt that it was finally time for me to get this off of my chest and out into the world. That’s why I’m writing it all down today. Sometimes we find support in places we never expect. Maybe this will reach someone else who has lost a parent or just needs to hear that it will be okay. It will be okay.
Thank you for reading, if you’ve made it this far!
Now, I will get to something a little lighter, and maybe what some of you are actually here to see. So how about a cute boyfriend bomber jacket? I’m keeping this part short and sweet. This bomber jacket is from Member’s Only. I love the oversized style and the army green color. You can shop it here or at the link below.
Again, thank you for your constant support!
xoxo,
❤️ Whit
You can shop my outfit here:
Taty
February 6, 2018 @ 6:37 am
My dear, first of all, late happy birthday. Your post left me speechless. It’s amazing the elegance, tenderness that your words spread talking about such a difficult topic. I can partially understand your feelings because my father had cancer twice in his life, but we had another destiny. I’m so deeply sorry for your loss.
Your words, at the beginning especially are so true: fake happy life. We all try to show off something that we don’t even have maybe, because it seems that this is the best thing to do, that being normal is not allow. I turned 30 in October and I had a shit year, for different reasons, but anyway shit.
You’re a strong, beautiful, smart, kind person and you will overcome everything.
I wish you all the best
Taty
Something Whitty
February 17, 2018 @ 11:09 am
Hi Taty! You are seriously too kind. Your message means so much to me. I can’t even begin to express how genuine and real you are just from this one message. Thank you for reading and commenting. xoxo Whit
Gargi
February 20, 2018 @ 5:15 pm
Such a sweet message. I am so sorry for your loss and you’re so strong and real for sharing! I could not agree more about the “fake happy life”. I find myself not positing as much as I would like to on Instagram because it doesn’t feel natural when i am going through things or in a depressed mood. I turn 30 this June and it’s been a lot of mixed feelings. I feel like we all put too much pressure to be somebody or do certain things by a certain age and I am finding myself trying to focus away from that and to just live in the moment and sometimes turn off my mind by meditating. Thank you for sharing such a personal message and Happy Birthday!!! Enjoy it, I’ve heard your 30’s are some of your best years so cheers to being 30! =)