Sunday, May 8, 2016

Mother’s Day

Like there is only one day each year that one is a mother?

Being of an analytical mind I had to trace the origins: apparently the Greeks already had a Spring festival dedicated to the maternal goddesses, honoring Rhea, wife of Cronus, who was the mother of many Deities in Greek mythology.

The Romans also enjoyed a Spring festival called Hilaria dedicated to Cybele – a mother goddess. Side thought: is this where we get the adjective hilarious – from how that festival might have been perceived?

Early Christians celebrated a Mother’s Day of sorts when they honored Mary, the mother of Jesus on the fourth Sunday of Lent.

The British had a “Mothering Sunday” where even the servants were encouraged to contact their mothers, but our modern day celebrations come mainly from Julia Ward Howe (1872) and then more formally from Anna Jarvis who – although she never married nor had children – worked to honor her mother and together with supporters lobbied politicians until Woodrow Wilson signed a Joint Resolution establishing the second Sunday in May as Mother’s Day. He did this on May 8, 1914!

Meanwhile many other nations have an official celebration with the date varying so if your kids miss one (one son is in France and they celebrate it in a couple of weeks so am betting that he won’t have remembered: the other will wake up to the fact tomorrow most likely) they can always use someone else’s.

Or, if you are lucky like me, they don’t wait for just the one day of the year but are more spontaneous in their thanks and remembrance of the fact that you are their mother.

So not to reproduce the same thoughts as last year, here’s the link to the blog I wrote about being a mother.

With a newer photo of the two men who allow me the honor of being a mother on Mother's Day, as well as the rest of the 364 days of the year.

Christmas 2015

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