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Yes, I am a mom

My first official Mothers Day was in 2013, 6 months after losing our daughter, Madison. That year I had a new understanding for how the seemingly sweet and innocent day could be one of dread for so many. Whether you’ve lost your mother, didn’t have a mother, were trying to become a mother, or like myself had lost a baby, the day seemed to take on a completely different meaning. 
The Friday before Mothers Day Weekend I was in route to work at my office,  I then received a phone call that would forever change me. 
The Convo:
“Sara, we just wanted to give you a heads up that we have places Happy Mother’s Day balloons on every “moms” cubicle and not yours. 
We didn’t want to upset you by giving you one. ”
I sat. Speechless and dumbfounded. 
This scenario had never in 100 years crossed my mind, I was so confused, hurt, upset and embarrassed.  My initial reaction was to turn my car around, drive home and cry the entire weekend. 
eventually, I explained in the most sincere way that a balloon would have been a sweet gesture, it would not have upset me in the least and that I would be more upset to not have received one as I do consider myself to be a mother.  
(I want to make it clear that I don’t expect special treatment, or for anyone to understand or presume the right or wrong way to handle this situation)  
Well,  in a small office made up of mostly women, word of this convo spread fast. Like a wildfire.  My cell phone started to ring.  I was asked if I wanted someone to run out and get me a balloon. I insisted no, I didn’t want to make a big deal. I composed myself and walked my way through the parking deck, up the elevator, And into the office.  A feeling of shame swept over me and it felt as all eyes were on me. Everything stood still as I opened the door.  
You’d never believe what happened next…. 
I looked over to my cubicle and saw not one but three balloons. These incredible Ladies decided to share their small gestures of love and acknowledgement with me. Please take my words to heart and remember that everyone has a story. 

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