Mother’s Day – Sunday, May 9, 2010
Mother’s Day History
Origin of Mother’s Day goes back to the era of ancient Greek and Romans. But the roots of Mother’s Day history can also be traced in UK where a Mothering Sunday was celebrated much before the festival saw the light of the day in US. However, the celebration of the festival as it is seen today is a recent phenomenon and not even a hundred years old. Thanks to the hard work of the pioneering women of their times, Julia Ward Howe and Anna Jarvis that the day came into existence. Today the festival of Mothers day is celebrated across 46 countries (though on different dates) and is a hugely popular affair. Millions of people across the globe take the day as an opportunity to honor their mothers, thank them for their efforts in giving them life, raising them and being their constant support and well wisher.
Anna Jarvis is recognised as the Founder of Mothers Day in US. Though Anna Jarvis never married and never had kids, she is also known as the Mother of Mothers Day, an apt title for the lady who worked hard to bestow honor on all mothers.
Present Day Celebrations
Today Mother’s Day is celebrated in several countries including US, UK, India, Denmark, Finland, Italy, Turkey, Australia, Mexico, Canada, China, Japan and Belgium. People take the day as an opportunity to pay tribute to their mothers and thank them for all their love and support. The day has become hugely popular and in several countries phone lines witness maximum traffic. There is also a tradition of gifting flowers, cards and others gift to mothers on the Mothers Day. The festival has become commercialised to a great extent. Florists, card manufacturers and gift sellers see huge business potential in the day and make good money through a rigorous advertising campaign. It is unfortunate to note that Ms Anna Jarvis, who devoted her life for the declaration of Mothers Day holiday was deeply hurt to note the huge commercialization of the day.
Villagers Mother’s Day Memories
For one of the Angels who walked the earth. Margene R. Bennett, my eldest sister, the one who cared for me as a child, the one who was always there for everyone in the family no matter what, the one who give the shirt off her back to a stranger. For the one who now rests in peace in the arms of the Angels, her kindred Spirits.
“WHAT I AM”
I am woman
I am mother
I am God made
And Heaven sent
Like all mothers before me
And all those to come
Guardians and teachers
Of His most beloved creations
To whom the Kingdom of Heaven belongs
Belief and love
Shall be nurtured
I pray for the strength
To keep them from sin
My purpose is clear
And with faith and love
I shall fulfill it
From her book…Prayer in Poetry for the Christian Mother
My mother had two older brothers and always wanted a sister. Instead she had five daughters within ten years. Having five daughters when you lived on a farm wasn’t necessarily considered an asset!
Mom enjoyed a simple life of family and friends. When I was growing up it was not uncommon for neighbors to drop in to play cards after a hard day of working on the farm. Now that they have lost many of their friends and the traditions have changed where people wait to be invited, she misses those days. But she and my dad still play a mean game of cards. We always play when we are together, many times into the wee hours.
I know I am blessed because many of my friends have lost their mothers. Neither of my parents thought they would live this long but are truly grateful for their family and faith. This year, I sent her a dollar for every year she has been a mother but told her not to forget that I was the one there for her first Mother’s Day. Happy Mother’s Day to all.
Some of my fondest memories of Mother’s Day actually came before I was even a mother. I worked in the recreation department of a local nursing home while in undergraduate school. I obviously worked week-ends and holidays and spent many with the nursing home residents and their families- as well as the family we employees created for ourselves.
The simple pleasures of sitting together, singing old songs and enjoying cake with overly sweet frosting, while enjoying the bouquets of flowers brought to the residents as well as the abundance of flowers that spring brings to suburban NJ. I remember sitting with immigrants from foreign nations, veterans of war, women who went to work during the war, women who raised their children through the depression. Simple life back then. Miss those simple days sometimes…
Being a mother is the most incredible experience to me. It is a real miracle for my husband and I. I had 2 miscarriages before I gave birth to my 2 sons. I thought that I was never going to be able to be a mother! All my friends had kids, and I was always attending their Birthday Parties with no kids on my own. I prayed and prayed and prayed until I accepted that may be I was chosen by God to be a married woman without kids; but suddenly when I accepted God’s plan for my life; I was pregnant again and this time my first child was born, and 2 years later my second one.
They are the most important people in my life, but my love for them is not enough; I have had so many times to try to correct the mistakes that we have done, and just try to learn how to be there for them in the best way we can. I often think that it would have been great if all those years (5) that I spent without them I could be attending a school for parents that now I need a lot. What a challenging job it is! Who has all the answers? What makes you a good parent? GOD gives us all wisdom to not mess all your plan up!
All my respect to you who have had the privilege and responsibility to be a MOTHER! God bless you all!
I grew up in a household of twelve children plus cousins who seemed to have called our home their home. My parents did not have a lot of money but they inspired us with their endearing love, generosity and respect for others. As the youngest, I was fortunate to be with them everywhere they went so I got to meet many people in our town and in other places. One thing I noticed during those days, my parents always had some gift to hand to the home we were visiting, a bag of fruit, homemade food, bag of biscuits. I asked my mother why it was necessary to bring something and she told me that it was a show of appreciation, a sharing of blessings with the people who were receiving us to their home. I picked that trait from my mother. To this day, when I go to someone’s home, I would stop by at Costco, Safeway or a fruit stand to pick up a little something to hand to the person as I walk to their door. Bob knows about this and he now asks where I want to stop on the way to someone’s home, my daughter’s and his sons’ included. It’s funny because when I meet friends and colleagues, most of the time I bring them stuff too, little things. I feel blessed. Thank you, mom!
My memories of my mother are day-to-day memories of how we lived, what she believed in, how hard she worked, how proud she was of each of us. She had 9 children, 6 children survived. Someone asked her one time why she had so many children? She responded ” which one would I give up, I love them all, how would I decide? My mother died of a stroke when I was 33. It was a catastrophic event for me, tragic, so painful, even now I can feel the pain. I lost her too soon. She did not really get to know me as the woman that I am now, and I regret that. But, even today, in every success I have, I toast to her memory.
Bob and Lanz
Lanz here! Woof! Woof! Happy Mother’s Day to all! My dad just took me to the groomer yesterday and I am really looking good, according to my mom. I enjoy going to the groomer, problem is, she tags and pulls on my fluffy ears too much and sometimes it hurts. My mom is so particular about how even my eyebrows are, how short I am all over. Sometimes she takes me back to the groomer to get my haircut fixed. Otherwise, I am enjoying the nice weather that we are having now. I have my own door where I can go in and out to get some sun, sitting on the grass and just hang out until my mom calls me, ‘Lanz, come in now’. So, I guess I have to go now. Love you all. Oh, by the way, enjoy my picture with the hydrangea that my mom will give to her doc.
To view the slideshow of the villagers’ personal Mother’s Day roses, click on: http://www.hillaryvillagers.net/apps/photos/album?albumid=5829682
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May 7, 2010