Mother’s Day

I remember my mother’s prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life. — Abraham Lincoln

I don’t celebrate any day for which Hallmark makes a card. It’s the commercialization of the holidays that turns me off. Don’t get me wrong — I enjoy ritual and have many of my own — but on days I choose and for events I deem important. Howling at the full moon is one of my favorite rituals. I don’t believe there is a card for that, yet.

That said, I will call my mom today but not because of Hallmark. (Mother’s Day is the busiest Sunday of the year for telephone volume according to a Pew Research Center report.) I believe mother’s should be celebrated every day in appreciation for the sacrifices they make not only in the process of birth but throughout our entire life.

One of the rituals I had as a child on Mother’s Day was the wearing of a carnation to church. If your mother was alive, you wore a pink carnation on your lapel and if your mother had passed you wore a white one. I was always surprised at the number of white carnations among the congregation. I was happy my mom was still alive to love me and to share her infinite wisdom.

My mom is still alive today but I don’t know how many more days she will be with me, so I celebrate every day as Mom’s Day. I think of her with every breath and call her on Sundays just to say, “Hi.”

For religious reasons my mother no longer celebrates holidays so I will celebrate today, Mother’s Day, for her. Happy Mother’s Day mom. I love you bunches.

Note: Mom passed July 12, 2012.