This next month, something will happen to me that has never ever happened before in my life. Well at least I have never been on the receiving end of this event...Mothers Day!!!I would deeply preference a homemade card or something made of clay that resembles an ashtray! Alas, this year, I might get a decorative poopy diaper or something made of cereal and banana smeared across every possible plane of existence surrounding someone's highchair. Maybe next year for the creative, decorative, memorable iconic creations that I will hoard in my heart and on the fridge.
No matter what I receive or don't receive on Mother's day, this day is not about gifts....though Hallmark and other retailers would like you to think likewise. This day is about picking up a drooling infant and blowing on his little naked tummy, kissing his wiggly, toes and listening to him scream "dada" at the top of his lungs with joy, and giggle uncontrollably! Of course a big shout-out goes to Anna Jarvis, who in 1914 got the US to recognize this on calendars everywhere. Further back, Mother's day has roots all the way back to the ancient Greek Gods.
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