Today as we honor our mothers and mothers in our life, a lot of emotions pour out. I remember growing up when there was not much to share with material things – no money for cards, flowers and gifts. Our greeting cards were made from paper where we drew, painted and did the best we could to have something to take our mother. Those who can afford went to the big city. We honored our mothers by wearing a white flower, either a lei of pikake, a gardenia and whatever came in white.
When I came to the U.S. fifty years ago, I saw the significance of this day from the young and not so young. Statistics even showed that on Mother’s Day, phone companies regarded this as a heavy day for long distance calls. Cards and flower shops and restaurants enjoyed huge profits. The selection of cards, by category, were wide and got even wider every year – there are cards for ‘Mothers in your Life’ even fathers who are raising their children all his own have a card.
Admittedly, I get caught up by Mother’s Day based on the cards I send out to relatives and friends, year by year. When I had to leave for a family emergency a week before Mother’s Day last year, I failed to send my cards out and in haste did not tell Bob to mail them. When I returned weeks later, I mailed the card to my 90-year old aunt in Oregon, explaining why it was late. A short time later, I ran into one of my friends who expressed some disappointment for not receiving the card.
Those un-mailed cards were tucked in a box and were mailed last week. Sadly, one of the regular recipients of my card-sending spree, my aunt in Oregon, passed away last December. At the funeral her daughter, cousin Elizabeth, told me how my cards were cherished and saved.
My aunt will have a special place in this spree, for her love of writing back to me on how happy she was for the cards. My aunt’s name remains on the list if not to send a card but as a part of the memory. In her honor, her daughter Elizabeth has been put on the list. Even though I don’t hear back from many who received those cards, I know in some way the gladness is there. I wonder, though, will they miss the cards if they stop coming? Well this I know, my Hallmark points will decrease. Until then, Happy Mother’s Day!
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