Every Year on Mother’s Day

IMG_1117Every year on Mother’s Day I feel weird and uneasy at all the hoopla. I know it’s a tough day for many people, for a variety of reasons.

Some women aren’t mothers and never wanted to be mothers, and this day can make them feel as though a person only has value if they’ve procreated.

Some women want so much to be mothers but it doesn’t happen, and Mother’s Day is a slap.

For women who have lost babies and children, this day can bring fresh tears.

Many men and women have lost their mothers. This day reminds them of how their mum used to laugh, or cut onions a specific way, or how their mother smelt when she hugged them. There may be mixed emotions, but always emotions.

Others can’t wish their own mothers a Happy Mother’s Day even though their mother is still alive. The relationship was simply too toxic. Their mother is mentally unwell, nasty, and not seeking help or understanding their own illness. The only way to stop the unending damage from that unwell mother has been to move away, in every sense. I have two friends who have found themselves in this situation, and they are two of the kindest women you could meet. Both tried for years to solve the issues before making the break. Although it has been the best decision for both of them, it was not done without great heartache. So on Mother’s Day, there can be sadness.

When the second Sunday in May arrives each year, I can’t help but reflect on the mix of feelings that must swirl around on this day. Pride. Betrayal. Loss. Adoration.

My wish is that everyone still has a moment to feel good on the day – whether it’s paying tribute to a mother, being celebrated as a mother, or being hugged by a mother (your own or not, as long as they hug you well). xoxo

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6 responses to “Every Year on Mother’s Day

  1. Beautiful words and thoughts behind this post, Fi. I hope you have a lovely Mothers’ day. xx

  2. Thanks for this thoughtful reflection, Fiona. Mother’s Day makes me squirm (just a bit!) because some of my children make a fuss of it and me. Others are indifferent. That’s what you get when you have six live children, I guess. But I love the fact that we are going to my daughter’s for dinner tonight, and I will be surrounded by children, grandchildren and great-grandies. So blessed.

    • Yes, it’s a funny day, isn’t it? For so many people it generates complicated feelings.
      I’m so glad you’ll be having a family dinner with lots of your loved ones – sounds heavenly!

  3. Very thoughtful post. Thank you for considering all view points so sensitively.

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