Blog 2387 – 05.08.2022
Happy Mother’s Day
Today is the day that we honor mothers and try to show our appreciation for our own. The little church I attended as a boy and young man had a Mother’s Day tradition of everyone wearing a red rose if their mother was living and a white one if she had already died. A bouquet of roses was given to the youngest mother, the oldest mother, and the mother with the most children present. But, the woman I most remember from those church Mother’s Day celebrations was a dear white-haired lady we all called Sister Kate Slack.
She always had tears in her eyes and would say, “You know Will and I always wanted children, but couldn’t have any of our own.” The great heartbreak and disappointment of her life was that she never got to be a mother.
Now not ever woman wants to be a mother and I believe in a woman’s right to choose when and if she wants to be a mother. I am glad that my mother wanted me and that she loved me the best she could. I confess I wondered a long time if I would ever find a woman who would love me as much as my mother did. Thank heaven I finally did. My birth mother has been gone almost twenty-two years and so today I honor my wife, the mother of our son on this day, and also her mother Betty Lou Stokes. And all you other loving mothers out there.
In the nineteen-nineties remake of the movie, Angels In The Outfield, a young boy is praying for a family and ends his prayer, “Amen and A Woman.” I like that so much I have made it the close to my daily mantra. After saying, “I make these and all my intentions for the good of myself, the Universe, and everyone. So be it and it is so.” I add, “A Man and A Woman, Ah men, and Ah women.”
Happy Mother’s Day, all.
Your friend and fellow traveler,
That Was Your Mother