Happy Mother's Day
Today is another made up holiday to thank and take a step back to appreciate our Mothers. There are some people who feel thhis holiday is just another reason to make Hallmark purchases and give a boost to the chocolate economy. Is it? Is it really?
Let's take a moment to really think about all the time and effort our Mothers put into raising our children. Having been a child at one time, my Mother has managed to not only keep me alive...but show me how to live. My Mother raised me alone since the passing of my Father when I was six. She provided income, housing, clothing, moral support, food, comfort, and my father figure. She was truly an incredible woman and a pillar in the community. Adding to this, she taught me that you only live once, so make the very best of it while being the best you can be.
I was a terrible child at times. I have caught the detached garage on fire (I had to find out WHY the aerosol cans weren't suppose to be near flame...let alone the burn barrel) and I had far too many parties in the house when she was out of town. I have "flashed" the local cops (with my new camera strobe) and have driven my car without lights in the dark to avoid a ticket. When I broke the Kentucky Fried Chicken sign across the street and the police again arrived on my doorstep, my Mother asked "what this time?" After each known incident, I was disciplined.
Every time though, I knew I was loved.
I miss my Mother. May she rest in peace.
This brings me to my point (as I almost always have one). Happy Mother's Day. You may be at odds with your Mother, but you need to understand that being a Mother is the most thankless, underpaid job on Earth. There is never a vacation for being a Mother. They are not permitted to have sick days. Stay at home Mother's earn about half of the wage earners pay and work 24 hours a day, 365 1/4 days a year.
So if someone commercial or otherwise wants to make a holiday that only happens one day each year to celebrate Mothers. I am all for it. For all of you Mothers out there...
Thank you.
Dedicated to my Mother (February 3, 1927-December 3, 2003).
For her and every other Mother my gift is the origin of Mother's Day.(ref)
Julia Ward Howe wrote the Mother's Day Proclamation in 1870, as a call for peace and disarmament. An excerpt follows:
From the voice of a devastated Earth a voice goes up with
Our own. It says: "Disarm! Disarm!
The sword of murder is not the balance of justice.
"Blood does not wipe our dishonor,
Nor violence indicate possession.
As men have often forsaken the plough and the anvil at the summons of war,
Let women now leave all that may be left of home
For a great and earnest day of counsel.
Let them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate the dead.
Let them solemnly take counsel with each other as to the means
Whereby the great human family can live in peace...
Did you know...
Julia Ward Howe wrote the Battle Hymm of the Republic and was a staunch fighter for women's rights. She staged an unusual protest for peace in Boston, by celebrating a special day for mothers. Julia wanted to call attention to the need for peace by pointing out mothers who were left alone in the world without their sons and husbands after the bloody Franco-Prussian War.
Let's take a moment to really think about all the time and effort our Mothers put into raising our children. Having been a child at one time, my Mother has managed to not only keep me alive...but show me how to live. My Mother raised me alone since the passing of my Father when I was six. She provided income, housing, clothing, moral support, food, comfort, and my father figure. She was truly an incredible woman and a pillar in the community. Adding to this, she taught me that you only live once, so make the very best of it while being the best you can be.
I was a terrible child at times. I have caught the detached garage on fire (I had to find out WHY the aerosol cans weren't suppose to be near flame...let alone the burn barrel) and I had far too many parties in the house when she was out of town. I have "flashed" the local cops (with my new camera strobe) and have driven my car without lights in the dark to avoid a ticket. When I broke the Kentucky Fried Chicken sign across the street and the police again arrived on my doorstep, my Mother asked "what this time?" After each known incident, I was disciplined.
Every time though, I knew I was loved.
I miss my Mother. May she rest in peace.
This brings me to my point (as I almost always have one). Happy Mother's Day. You may be at odds with your Mother, but you need to understand that being a Mother is the most thankless, underpaid job on Earth. There is never a vacation for being a Mother. They are not permitted to have sick days. Stay at home Mother's earn about half of the wage earners pay and work 24 hours a day, 365 1/4 days a year.
So if someone commercial or otherwise wants to make a holiday that only happens one day each year to celebrate Mothers. I am all for it. For all of you Mothers out there...
Thank you.
Dedicated to my Mother (February 3, 1927-December 3, 2003).
For her and every other Mother my gift is the origin of Mother's Day.(ref)
Julia Ward Howe wrote the Mother's Day Proclamation in 1870, as a call for peace and disarmament. An excerpt follows:
From the voice of a devastated Earth a voice goes up with
Our own. It says: "Disarm! Disarm!
The sword of murder is not the balance of justice.
"Blood does not wipe our dishonor,
Nor violence indicate possession.
As men have often forsaken the plough and the anvil at the summons of war,
Let women now leave all that may be left of home
For a great and earnest day of counsel.
Let them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate the dead.
Let them solemnly take counsel with each other as to the means
Whereby the great human family can live in peace...
Did you know...
Julia Ward Howe wrote the Battle Hymm of the Republic and was a staunch fighter for women's rights. She staged an unusual protest for peace in Boston, by celebrating a special day for mothers. Julia wanted to call attention to the need for peace by pointing out mothers who were left alone in the world without their sons and husbands after the bloody Franco-Prussian War.
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