Mother’s Day may have been yesterday, but that doesn’t mean that the time has passed to show how you appreciate all the mothers in your life. There are the mothers who gave birth to us and those who raised us. There are aunts and grandmothers who have helped to guide you. There are friends who have been like family to us. There are single dads (and single moms) doing the work of mothers and fathers. There are mothers who have no children of their own but dedicate themselves to playing a role in the lives of other people’s children or of nurturing in other ways. Mothers come in all shapes and sizes, after all.
At our Mother’s Day dinner last night, we talked about the fact that it was the 100th anniversary of Mother’s Day. What does that mean for most people? Well, it often means making a phone call – it is the day when the most phone calls are made in the United States (and that may only count landlines). It may mean buying flowers or sharing a meal or other outing. But most of all I believe it is a day to be grateful for the women (and men) who have had an impact on you becoming the person you are today.
My mother died in early 1999, just before my parents would have celebrated their 59th wedding anniversary. We had my father with us until 2010. Not a day goes by that I don’t think about both of them. I wear my mother’s ring as a constant reminder of her presence, and every day I remember another joke that my father told to make people laugh and feel comfortable. My parents left legacies of strength, wisdom, humor, lasting love, and enlightenment at the end of their lives. For better or for worse, I embody their best and worst tendencies. I am grateful for the good ones and work on minimizing the impact of the ones I am not so grateful for (such as my mother’s temper).
This photo was taken on the last Mother’s Day my family was able to celebrate together – the photo includes my parents, my father’s brother (left), my husband (top), my brother and his wife with their son (on the right) and my daughter. Usually, I am not in the picture but this is the last photo of me with my mother and I am so grateful to have it.
Here is a photo taken representing four generations of my husband’s side of the family: his grandmother, his mother, his wife, and his daughter. Four generations! What a blessing that my husband’s grandmother lived to be a great-grandmother.
So Moms, get in the picture! And if you have a wonderful picture from a Mother’s Day celebration, be it from this year or a past one, why not let me showcase it in a collage? Give me a call and let’s talk about giving Mom a tangible reminder of how much your appreciate her.