It sure seems to me that Mother's Day
is an unusual holiday.
Maybe when I am
older it will make sense.
Every mother I know
hates Mother's Day
It seems to be the day
above all others
that we feel inadequate,
unqualified, and at best
Mother's Day should never, ever, ever be
on Sunday, the day that we rush about
to get children fed and dressed
in their Sunday best;
arriving at church frazzled
from the morning's drama.
(or at least in my world.)
Then we come home to hungry children,
tired children, restless children,
and we wonder if or when
this will ever really be a holiday for Mother's.
I am, however, grateful for my mother.
I owe everything to her.
I wouldn't be me without her.
I tried to liven up her day with a special surprise
at work Saturday night.
She's a night house nursing supervisor
at a very big hospital
and she works the graveyard shift
which meant no Mother's Day for her.
She was sleeping.
This was her card (also a card I used for Cards for Connor)
which I will be posting the results of soon, I promise.
and these are the
reasons I "celebrate" Mother's Day.
which I guess in the end
make this unusual holiday,
the one worth celebrating.