[“Happy Mother’s Day, Mum! Don’t forget to check out that Mother’s Day card that
Dad Chaser and I got for you!”]
For a long time after my own mom died (way too young), I wouldn’t even acknowledge Mother’s Day; I pretended it didn’t exist. It was too painful to see all my friends taking their moms out to brunch, or making them breakfast at home, or lavishing them with flowers and gifts and cards.
But eventually, I realized that I could still honor my mom in my own way on this day. Today, I’ll light a candle in the morning and have a little “talk” with my Mom to let her know how much she meant in my life. I’ll let the candle burn and flicker all day, so that every time I pass by, I’ll think of her.
I hope everyone enjoys their Mother’s Day today! After all, it’s not just birth mothers who supply love, comfort, nurturing or “mothering.” So grab your favorite “Mom” and tell her (or him) how much s/he means to you.
And have a very Happy Mother’s Day!
[Wait a sec. . . Chaser, this could be serious. . . do you think there’s a chance we might be adopted–?”
“No way, Elsie. . . only a real Mom would love us this much. . . or, for that matter, pick up our poop.” ]