The Comforting Mum

I used to think I had to carry everything on my own. That being strong meant staying silent, showing up with a brave face, and keeping it all together even when my world was falling apart. But now, as a single mother walking through homelessness, heartbreak, and healing — I know better.

Strength doesn’t mean isolation.
It means community.
It means sisterhood.

There’s something deeply sacred about a woman saying, “I see you. I’ve been there. I’m still here.” No solution, no judgment — just presence. That kind of connection has kept me from crumbling on the days when I couldn’t even get out of bed. It reminded me I wasn’t broken — I was surviving.

Motherhood, especially as a single Black woman, can be incredibly lonely. We’re told to keep it together, to push through, to never show cracks. But what about the nights when the kids are asleep, and you’re crying on the floor trying to figure out how to stretch the last £10? What about when your ex is tearing down your spirit, and no one knows what you’re holding in just to protect your children’s peace?

That’s where sisterhood matters most.

Recently, I joined a mom’s group chat. At first, I didn’t think much of it — just another notification. But over time, those messages became lifelines. Women shared advice, their own struggles, even encouragement for things I didn’t know I needed to hear. And it reminded me: we’re not meant to do this alone.

Sisterhood isn’t always about having the right words — sometimes it’s just someone listening when you say, “I’m tired,” and replying, “I know. Me too. But we’ve got this.”

We’ve all fought battles we didn’t talk about. Some of us are fighting them right now. And while we may not be able to fix everything for one another, we can stand together, so no one feels invisible in their struggle.

This post is a love letter to every woman who’s checked in on me. To every mom who said, “Take it one day at a time.” To every sister who didn’t need an explanation to understand my silence. You’ve helped me stay afloat more than you know.

Sisterhood is not a luxury — it’s a necessity. When the weight of motherhood, healing, and survival feels like too much to carry, leaning on another woman reminds us we’re not weak for needing help — we’re human. Solidarity among single mothers isn’t just powerful, it’s life-saving.

Affirmation

“I am never alone. I am part of a sisterhood that lifts, holds, and strengthens me — even in the silence.”

Signed,

the comforting mum 🤎