Losing Mom, Finding Spirituality

You can never know where tragedy will lead.

In my case, the tragic loss of my mother in 2015 led me to team with CaringBridge, on my way toward earning a Ph.D. in Computer Science. As the first and most widely used global social network for communicating during health journeys, CaringBridge offers a wonderful study site to work on important scientific research.

Unexpectedly however, our research results prodded me toward my own spiritual rebirth. So, how did science point me toward spirituality?

I Questioned Religion

Mom was a staunch Roman Catholic, and as a kid, I wanted nothing more than to be her perfect little angel. You’ve never seen a kid make the sign of the cross so perfectly, or harmonize to all the church songs with such devotion.

Yet as a teenager, I questioned religion, eventually giving it up after leaving home for college. I felt liberated in my newfound agnosticism, but it broke mom’s heart to think she had failed to raise her daughter in her faith.

Religion Meant Everything to Her

By 2015, I was finishing a bachelor’s degree in neuroscience at the University of Minnesota, well on my way to becoming a professional scientist. But Mom and I weren’t on speaking terms.

She couldn’t accept the person I was becoming. Religion meant everything to her, but to me, it felt like a wound. I didn’t know how to break through and connect with her.

She called me a few days after St. Patrick’s Day. It was a short call.

“I have a uterine cancer the size of a cantaloupe. I’m having a hysterectomy tomorrow,” she said. There was little emotion in her voice.

I responded, “OK, Mom. I love you. I’ll come see you after the surgery.” Instantly, my heart burst. I already knew.

In a photo captured soon after her death, Estelle’s mom is shown holding a locket she had given her daughter as a child.

Three months later, she died at home in her bed, cradling her infant granddaughter in her arms.

After her death, I sat alone with Mom for about 45 minutes, sobbing quietly. I held her hand, trying to retain its warmth for my brothers, who were on their way from the airport. A part of me died in that room with her.

Mom’s CaringBridge Site

A few days later, I discovered Mom’s CaringBridge site and read every last word in one sitting. One of her best friends had kept a short Journal for her, befitting the brevity of her battle.

All along, someone else had documented the key moments as I tended to my dying mother, head spinning. I remain grateful for this gift. It means a lot to revisit those hard moments, always with fresh perspective.

Research Opportunity

Fast-forward to 2016. I had just started a Ph.D. program and was attending a routine meeting at my lab, GroupLens Research. One of the professors mentioned something that felt a bit too synchronistic to ignore: our lab had formed a multi-disciplinary collaborative research team with CaringBridge … and did any of the new doctoral students want to get involved?

My heart flared. On top of all the pressures of starting a Ph.D. program, the trauma of Mom’s death had opened a dark hole within my soul. She and I were never close in the way moms and daughters are “supposed” to be. I had lost a person I never truly knew, yet loved all the same.

Science and Healing

I didn’t know how to confront those feelings, and I didn’t have much time to think about it. My world was spinning with academic requirements, and my mental health was deteriorating, as it does for many grad students.

Yet there it was before me, an unanticipated opportunity to study technology for supporting patients and caregivers in crisis. I never would have imagined that science would offer an opportunity touching so close to my heart.

Skip ahead to 2018. I had worked with the CaringBridge team to deploy a survey asking patients and caregivers to identify the types of support that matter most during cancer journeys. Some of you reading this post may have participated in the survey … thank you.

Balancing Two Journeys

Working on the project had been deeply empowering. At the same time, though, it felt emotionally devastating, as if I were dancing alone in the shadow of Mom’s death.

As a fledgling Ph.D., I had no idea how to balance my healing journey with my academic ambitions. So, I essentially ignored the former, worked myself to the bone, and shattered what remained of my mental health.

Silence Creates Stigma

The next part of my story is hard to share publicly. But silence creates stigma, and stigma destroys lives. If even one reader out there finds hope through my honest sharing, it will have been worth it.

For two hours one day, I sat atop a Mississippi River cliff. My spirit felt so annihilated and my pain so consuming that the roiling waters below seemed to offer an immediate and final solution. I wept and dangled my feet over the edge, trying to build up the resolve to leap.

Yet, by some mysterious spark of resilience, my languishing spirit held on. I texted my therapist a picture of my sneakers, suspended on the edge of life and death. She called the police. I made it home in one piece.

After Darkness … Light

In retrospect, the whole episode feels totally surreal. However, I now believe that I needed to experience that darkness before I was ready to find my light. I am likewise humbled and awed by the way that the research, although it had been so incredibly difficult, ended up showing me something profound about myself, and the type of support that I need.

In social computing, past researchers have mostly studied ways in which patients find emotional and informational support from online health communities like CaringBridge. Most of the survey we created asked about how people can instrumentally assist patients and caregivers through actions like rides to the hospital, food, or donations.

Power of Spiritual Support

But because we saw that religion and spirituality are such an important topic in CaringBridge Journals, we also asked about spiritual support.

When the results rolled in, we were met with a surprise. We found that on average, CaringBridge users rated spiritual support to be the most important form of support along cancer journeys—even more important than emotional, instrumental, or informational support.

Perhaps that seems obvious, but I’m excited to capture this information quantitatively for the social-computing community. We hope this result encourages technology researchers and builders to explore new ways to embody spirituality in their designs. Stay tuned for more blog posts on our other results; we will link to the full paper when the manuscript becomes available.

Estelle’s mom, with her granddaughters, just two weeks before her death in 2015 from uterine cancer.

Hungry for Evolution

When I first saw our survey results, I imagined Mom laughing. It’s like she spent her life trying to persuade me to believe, when really, it was destined to be her death that helped me connect beyond myself.

Seeing the data, something inside me simply clicked. I felt tied to everyone out there who has endured this type of loss. And I felt my spirit within me, singing with newness, hungry for evolution.

Path Toward Healing

Since completing this study, I have developed yogic and meditative spiritual practices that are helping to heal my relationship with Mom and discern my path through this life.

Mom probably (err, definitely!) would not have chosen these particular practices for me while alive, but I like to believe we’ve both come to understand things a bit differently following her death.

If nothing else, the experience has taught me to embrace my pain, find its meaning, and emerge with my scars, a changed being.

Keep Pushing Forward

If you’re also on an agonizing journey, keep pushing forward. Be with your pain. Honor it. Move through it. You cannot know where your journey will lead, what you will learn, or how those learnings might help the world.

If you make yourself receptive to the gifts your experience has to offer, your light will become brighter, even as your darkness grows darker. You may find your own spirit, reborn in unexpected ways.

Share Your Thoughts

So, now I’ve shared my story, but what do you think? How could technology support your own spirituality as you navigate health crises? Share your thoughts in the Comments below or answer a few questions about what spiritual support means to you. We’d love to hear your stories and ideas, and if you might be interested in participating in future research.

About the Author

C. Estelle Smith is a member of the Compassionate Technology Research Collaborative at the University of Minnesota, which has been partnering with the CaringBridge team to validate, through research, the science of healing.

Help is Always Available

Note: We can all help prevent suicide. The National Suicide Prevention Lifeline provides 24/7 free and confidential support for people in distress, prevention and crisis resources for you or your loved ones, and best practices for professionals. Dial 1-800-273-8255. Another option is available through SAVE (Suicide Awareness Voices of Education), founded in Minnesota in 1979. Dial 1-800-273-8255.

  • Kathryn Kristoff

    I just saw this today, your mom’s birthday. She would be so happy and proud of you and the journey you are on. The fact that her death helped to heal your relationship with her was a blessing too, and she rejoiced in that, I know. Be assured that your mom is definitely behind your journey now too. Someday I hope to share that story with you too. So go forward and use your talents to help others who are struggling with cancer too. <3. PS- I had breast cancer in 2018 but so far am cancer free.

  • George Souza

    Another. Cancer sufferers book led me to Caring Bridge and inspired me to create a journal to help other cancer sufferers in cyberspace.

  • Sourabh Biswas

    Lovly post keep share with us

  • Trae McQueen

    Our Mighty Lord and Saviour Jesus is always waiting to come alongside anyone willing to follow Him. He is the Source of my healing and strength! My cancer journey began almost 10 years ago, and I am cancer free and clear because of Him and prayers of many friends, coworkers and family. I will follow Him no matter what, no matter where!

  • Wendy Peterson

    Thank you for sharing. The courage it takes to do so is stunning.
    My husband’s journey was eleven days from when he entered the hospital to when he died from liver cancer. I lost everything (it sounds like such a cliche!): my husband, soulmate, best friend, lover, and number one supporter.
    Writing on CaringBridge during his illness and passing to now has saved me. The comments on my posts indicate others have also been edified by my writing. What a gift for all!
    Headed now to take your newest survey. Keep up the good work. I can assure you your mom is proud. ?

  • Diane

    Insightful article, I know that my relationship with life was changed after I lost a loved one to death as well. It reframes your existence and makes you look at things outside of this world. In my case I became obsessed with NDEs and what they are telling us. It was through the journey of grief that I learned more about life. Congrats on your journey. You never know where it will take you. I have gone full circle back to Catholicism after many years of rejecting it. Your mom and I had many arguments over the years about our belief systems. Ultimately I think we agreed to disagree.