Mother’s Day (the rewrite)

Improvements are needed.  What is the point of Mother’s Day? I’m kind of stumped on this one.  I’ve read “to honor one’s mother”.  What does that mean? When I look at the point of Father’s Day it’s clear: Give him a cake and let him do what he wants.

Mother’s Day definitely needs a rewrite.  Who said that Mother’s Day must have something, anything, to do with flowers and a complete, multi-course meal? This pre-packaged process of ‘honoring one’s mother’ is a command, an obligation and, as far as I’m a participant in it, I want out.  My children were raised to think of Mother’s Day as one more spurious holiday involving expense and guilt locked in a forced celebration. Amen.

I never encouraged the practice, but through proximity to a senior mother, got sucked into the food/flowers routine yesterday.  It will not happen again. No brunches, under any circumstances. Avoid all restaurants and all attempts to bring dinner to any mother, no matter how dear. No more will I interrupt slouching on the sofa with my husband, watching Formula 1, and drinking my fine French Press French Roast to put a roast in the oven or peel potatoes or bake cream scones. Henceforth, know that this is Sharon’s Mother’s Day Package: A Cold Platter. An ample laying-on of Bombay and olives. One sufficiently over-decorated cake from an excellent local baker.  And an Amen.

 

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