Written by Patty Decker Tuesday, 04 May 2010 19:34
When I was a little girl, I can remember asking my mother, “Why is there a special day set aside for moms and dads, but not for children?”
I thought I really stumped her as I watched her standing at the sink, cutting potatoes and pondering an answer.
As she continued preparing dinner, she glanced my way and said, “Every day is children’s day.”
I wasn’t getting breakfast in bed, flowers or a greeting card every day of the week.
Now that I am older and have my own children, I know what she meant.
Sunday is Mother’s Day, and for the past 25 years, I haven’t been able to call or send flowers to my mom. Instead, I say a special Mother’s Day prayer and reminisce about all the good times we shared as mother and daughter.
Although no one lives forever, I think my mother died relatively young at 57. She also wasn’t alive to see her grandchildren growing up.
So many questions I would have liked to ask her, or heart-to-heart talks we missed.
Simple things, too, like making sure she knew how much I loved her.
I think the hardest part of losing someone we love is those things that go unsaid.
It’s strange to think that I am now the age my mother was when she died. I try not to dwell on that fact, but every now and then it creeps into my consciousness.
When that happens, I take time to think about all the things I am grateful for.
I am blessed with a wonderful husband who has been by my side raising our three children, and who continues to put up with me.
With Mother’s Day just around the corner, I also think about how God dances every time a child is born.
When I would tell my children that, their little faces would light up with smiles as they tried picturing God dancing.
Somewhat on that same wavelength, I thought it would be fun to look up what the No. 1 song was when my mother and each of my children were born.
When I discovered that “Funkytown” was the No. 1 song when our oldest daughter was born, I was surprised. For some reason, I cannot remember that song, but when I told our daughter about it, she laughed and said I would know it if I heard it.
I will have to look that up one of these days.
“Open Your Heart” was the No. 1 hit in February 1987, which was nearest to our son Joey’s birthday. Again, that song didn’t ring any bells.
The youngest son’s No. 1 hit was “You Keep Me Hangin’ On,” which I think was a remake and the only song I knew.
Because my mother didn’t want people to know how old she was, I won’t give the year away, but the No. 1 song when she was born was “My Blue Heaven,” by Gene Austin.
Not sure if I know that one. I even tried looking it up, but the information I found indicated there was no song file for it.
After researching No. 1 songs, I started looking up all kinds of stuff.
For example, the year I was born, which was 1952, Kentucky Fried Chicken was founded by Colonel Harland Sanders, even though the idea of KFC’s fried chicken actually goes back to 1930.
Of course, Mother’s Day wouldn’t be complete without remembering “Mom-isms.”
I think all of us can remember more than one.
Probably my favorite quote, and one I try to practice each day, came from my grandmother, who said, “You can catch more bees with honey than vinegar.”
An inspiring quote from my mother dealt with trust. She said I should always trust people until they give me a reason not to trust them.
Then there were some quotes that weren’t helpful, from a kid’s perspective.
When I would ask for a few dollars, Mom would say, “Money doesn’t grow on trees.”
I wonder which of my quotes my children will recall.
I’ll have to ask them.
Regardless of whether moms are new to motherhood or have been around for many, many years, all of us can appreciate our mothers.
Childhood is a special time, and what makes it even more special is our mother’s concern and love for us.
So for all moms out there, sit back, relax and enjoy your red-