I hope everyone had a wonderful Mother’s Day. I know I did, although it almost ended in disaster. Even though many people see Mother’s Day as a made-up holiday, created to benefit the greeting card and floral industry, I take the day very seriously. In fact, I would go so far as to say it is the most important holiday to me. Why you ask? Because being a good mother is the most important thing to me. And when other people, especially my husband and kids, fail to formally recognized my efforts, I get a little…o.k., majorly upset. Being the imperfect being that I am, last year I got quite upset with my then 15-year-old daughter, when she couldn’t even be bothered to wish me a Happy Mother’s Day. Now that she is working a part-time job and has a little spending change of her own, I was more than anxious to see if she would shell out a little of her hard-earned money to buy me a card, especially since she now knows how important the day is to me. The Saturday night before Mother’s Day, my daughter went to a pool party /sleep over and then she had to work all day on Sunday. As a result, she was not able to participate in the family tradition of cooking and serving me breakfast and dinner. Those tasks were left up to my son and husband, respectively. When she finally dragged herself home from her long day at work, she was dead tired and went straight to bed. Of course, she let me know she was home first. But when she did, there was not even so much as an utterance of “Happy Mother’s Day” from her. My first instinct was to fly off the handle and loudly remind her that I always buy her nice things for Christmas and never forget her birthday. Not to mention, I have always financed all of her extra-curricular activities. But I did not. The next morning, I lamented to my husband about how disappointed I was that once again my daughter did not wish me a Happy Mother’s Day. I surmised aloud that she obviously thinks that I am a bad mother. As I am pouring my heart out to him, I noticed that he had this dumb look on his face. I asked him what was wrong and he hesitantly confessed that he had forgotten to give me the card she purchased for me. I was so delighted and not just that she remembered me on my special day, but also because I wisely chose not to jump on her about forgetting it. Turns out, not only did she buy me a card, she was thoughtful enough to purchase a gift card to my favorite store, Banana Republic. So all in all I would have to say that I had the happiest of Mother’s Days.
How did your Mother’s Day end up? What you expected? Exceeding your expectations? Or a disappointment?
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