The Many Faces of Mother Grief
- Edwina Van Der Westhuizen

- Aug 4
- 4 min read

When we think of grief, we usually think of someone who has died.
But one of the deepest forms of grief is grieving someone who is still living.
You may grieve the mother who was physically present but emotionally unavailable.
You may grieve the mother who struggled with her own trauma, addiction, illness or mental health.
You may grieve the relationship you longed for but never experienced.
You may grieve the hope that "one day" things would be different.
This grief is often invisible because there is no funeral, no condolences and no recognised space to mourn. Yet the pain can be just as profound.
Sometimes, the most difficult loss is not losing your mother through death, but slowly realising that she may never be able to give you what you have always needed.
Acknowledging this grief is not a betrayal of your mother.
It is an act of honesty with yourself.
And paradoxically, when we stop waiting for a different mother, we often become more available to see the mother we actually have.
There is no right way to grieve.
Some people cry.
Some become busy.
Some feel angry.
Some feel numb.
Some feel relief.
Some laugh at old memories.
Some feel guilty for laughing.
Some don't feel anything at all.
All of these can be part of grief.
Grief moves like the tide. It comes and goes. Some days it feels close. Other days it sits quietly in the background.
Rather than asking, "How do I get over this?" perhaps we can begin with a different question.
What is my grief asking me to notice today?
Reflection Questions
Take your time with these. There are no right or wrong answers.
What am I grieving?
Is it the loss of my mother?
Is it the relationship I had with her?
Is it the relationship I wish we had?
Is it something I never received?
Is there anything left unsaid?
What did my mother give me?
What was she unable to give me?
Can I hold both truths with compassion?
What do I want to carry forward into my own life?
What do I want to leave behind?
Notice Your Grief
Grief doesn't only show up as sadness.
Perhaps today it looks like:
Tears
Anger
Numbness
Relief
Exhaustion
Restlessness
Gratitude
Longing
Guilt
Regret
Love
Confusion
A mixture of many emotions
Without judging yourself, simply notice what is present.
A Constellation Reflection
Read these sentences slowly.
Pause after each one and simply notice what happens in your body.
There is no need to force anything.
"You are my mother."
"You are the only mother I have."
"I take you as my mother."
"I look for no other."
"you can have me as your child"
"I let you be the bigger one, so I can be small"
"I receive the life that came through you."
"The rest, I leave with you."
Notice...
Do your shoulders soften?
Does your chest tighten?
Do tears come?
Do you feel resistance?
Simply notice.
Our body often knows before our mind understands.
A Letter You Never Have to Send
Write for ten minutes without stopping.
Complete these sentences.
Dear Mum...
What I miss is...
What hurt was...
What I wish you had known is...
What I wish I could tell you now is...
What I am grateful for is...
Today I choose... A Small Ritual
If it feels right, light a candle.
Place a photo of your mother nearby, or simply imagine her.
Take three slow breaths.
Place one hand on your heart and one on your belly.
Then quietly say:
"Thank you for the life that came through you."
"because of this gift I can choose what I do with it and how I pass it on"
You don't have to mean every word today.
You don't have to force anything
Just notice what happens.
Healing often begins, not with changing the past, but by gently allowing ourselves to be with what is true.
Be kind to yourself.
Grief has its own timing.
When You Become a Mother Yourself
Becoming a mother can awaken grief you didn't even know you were carrying.
You may find yourself wondering:
Why wasn't I held like this?
Why didn't anyone comfort me when I was frightened?
Why did I have to grow up so quickly?
As you nurture your own child or inner child, you may come face to face with the nurturing you never received.
Sometimes this brings sadness.
Sometimes anger.
Sometimes compassion for your younger self.
And sometimes compassion for your own mother, as you begin to appreciate how demanding motherhood can be.
For some women, becoming a mother strengthens the bond with their own mother.
For others, it highlights the distance between what they experienced and what they want to offer their own children.
Both experiences are valid.
The beautiful thing is that becoming aware gives us choice.
We don't have to repeat every pattern we inherited.
We can honour those who came before us while consciously choosing what we carry forward and what we leave behind.
Our children don't need perfect parents.
They need parents who are willing to repair, to reflect and to keep growing.




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