Mother’s Day

Even after 10 years it still feels strange that Mother’s Day is supposed to honor me. It comes every year and every year I feel differently about it. Some years it was very important to me that there be a display of some kind. Mostly because it is good for kids to conscioulsy think about the kindness their mothers give them daily. This year I honestly didn’t need anything. I made sure that the kitchen was really clean so it was pleasant to be in this morning. I cut some flowers from my yard so I would have fresh flowers in the house. I even cut a sprig of lilac to wear to church. It was enough. Today is a beautiful day and I’m honestly grateful for the chance I have to be a mother. That’s what matters.

2 thoughts on “Mother’s Day”

  1. My mom went to church with me today (she’s … less active … and technically in another ward). She listened to Sister Criddle’s talk about Mother’s day, and then went to talk to Sis. C. afterwards.

    She told Sis C that in 32 years of being a member of the church, this is the first time that someone else had said that they found mother’s day depressing because it made her feel like she wasn’t a good mother (ie she would listen to the stories of super mom’s and feel inadequate), and that this was the first time it had ever been explained so she knew why it was bothering her.

  2. We all fall prey to super-mom syndrome at some point. What happens is that we look at mom A who always fixes hot breakfast for her kids. Then we see mom B who takes her kids on education outings every week. Then we look at mom C who always has a spotless house. And so on through the whole alphabet and some numbers too. We take all those good traits and then feel like a failure because we don’t have them all. The thing is NO ONE does. There are only so many hours in the day and no one can do everything.

    I’m glad your mom got some good validation on Mother’s Day.

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