Happy Mother's Day, dear readers. I love my Mum, love being a Mum myself and I also enjoy the sweet cards and notes made by my own children on MD each year. Although it's nice getting those anytime, really. But I've always thought it an exclusive day, and the greeting-card marketing of it never sits well, as I'm sure it doesn't with many people.
There are so many who can't/decide not to be parents and so I prefer to think of it as a general day to remember those who care for others, because, surely that's the implication behind Mother's Day itself. It's not because you give birth or adopt, drive kids to soccer games, make school lunches or any of that stuff. It's because you look after others, right? There are lots of people like that in the world. And I like thinking about them on Mother's Day.
I came across some interesting reading on the subject this year.
The Radical History of Mother's Day (Huffington Post)
Mother's Day Proclamation, 1870 (a passionate demand for disarmament and peace)
Why I hate Mother's Day– Anne Lamott (Salon.com)
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