Thursday, May 6, 2010

A Hallmark Day

My mom is a never ending song in my heart of comfort, happiness, and being. I may sometimes forget the words but I always remember the tune. ~Graycie Harmon

A Hallmark day. A day to celebrate one more thing. A day for florists to rake in the money. Mother’s Day.

Why do so many people develop a negative attitude about days of celebrating those we love? What is it in us that looks for excuses to complain?

I grew up in a home where we didn’t recognize birthdays or special dates other than the holy ones. My father never took me to buy a gift for my mother nor did my mother do the same. I don’t remember celebrating my sisters’ birthdays. Did other families in the rural community take these dates to heart? We learn by the hand that raises us.

Shouldn’t we embrace those days, those few days that call us to recognize those we love? I cheer the business owner who can make a few extra bucks. What a great way to do it! Flowers, candy, cards, small handmade gifts are treasures to a mom who works all day providing care for her family. The job of a parents doesn’t stop when the lights go out. Always there is a listening ear for a child needing comfort. So why not celebrate this woman?

I didn’t have anyone to teach me about this celebrating. I found out about it because I had a husband who remembered. So what do our children lose if we stop to take them shopping for a gift, we sit next to them as they create something special for a parent. What do we lose by making special arrangements to celebrate those we love? We lose if we do not take the time to love, to show our appreciation. Our children lose by default.

My days of telling my mother how much I love her are past. The fleeting moments of those years have taken opportunity forever away. My ex-husband was very good at remembering. Flowers often found their way home. Cards from him remembered. We embraced special days so that our children, too, could understand the respect and love that comes with recognition. That lesson in remembering has carried on to their children. A lesson in giving from the heart.

We are the keepers of tradition. We are the teachers of loving. We are the past that makes for the future. A gift from the heart to someone who gave her heart is what Mother’s Day is all about.

Mom, it is still your day, a day I miss you.

1 comment:

  1. Did you know that Anna Jarvis, the woman who is responsible for Mother's Day, ended up protesting against it? She was disillusioned by the commercialization of the holiday and was especially disgusted by the greeting cards that people sent.

    My father still loves to get greeting cards. My mom did, too. Mother's Day was the eighth anniversary of her death.