I'm not gonna lie: Mother's Day is hard. It's not just the commercials and tv shows (et tu 30 Rock?). It's everywhere, even in the non-touchy-feely realms like professional sports. Everyone at the baseball stadium was wishing everyone else a Happy Mother's Day weekend. Heck, every one at the 7-11 was wishing it too.
It's the whole weekend now? Isn't the day enough? Damn you Hallmark.
I've always hated the day. My mother had very high expectations for Mother's Day and her birthday, and her whole demeanor was affected by whether or not you met those expectations. She expected cards, presents, yadda yadda yadda. A tribute. She made her disappointment known when I couldn't manage to be there to celebrate with her. In those times, she was the Godfather, and I was there to pay my respects.
I miss those times. I'd take a demanding mother over no mother at all any day of the week and twice on Sunday. Especially on the second Sunday in May.
4 comments:
I'm sorry you're mom isn't here. These holidays are needlessly troublesome. I'd rather celebrate a little every day than store it up for once or twice a year. xo
I think that's part of my manifesto: People should demonstrate love and kindness at will, not just when the calendar says to do it.
This is terrifically heartwarming and sad at the same time. My heart aches for you :-(
Dara -
Today is my first time reading your blog. I like it very much, we seem to have more than a few things in common (Sags kick ass)
Anyway this year was my second motherless mothers day and it did indeed suck. So, though it has passed, and clearly we survived, I just wanted to say thanks for sharing this post. It's a shitty club to be a part of, but it helps in some strange way to reach out to other members.
looking forward to more of your posts.
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