Thursday, May 10, 2018


Happy Mother’s Day to Women Everywhere by @kathleen lawless

Celebrating Mother’s Day as we know it began in the earth 20th century, although a celebration of motherhood and womanhood has occurred throughout the world over thousands of years.  For many of us it is a day filled with emotion, much of it bittersweet.

I always shed tears.  Like the year I came home (single mom at the time ) to find my children had dug up a weedy patch of the garden and planted rose bushes, each one bearing the name of a published book.  Or the time they created a wilderness scavenger hunt, culminating in a picnic.  No matter what, they make sure I am remembered and feel special, even if it’s from a distance. 

I never got the chance to do that, having lost my own mother at a young age.  I visit her grave every year on Mother’s Day with lilacs from my yard and a glass of wine in hand as I fill her in with the latest in my life.  It’s not the same, but I know she knows I’m there. 

Many of the books I write provide my heroine with an older, wiser woman for counsel, homage to the great ladies of all ages I’ve known and still celebrate.  To every woman, everywhere, who has a mother, is a mother, has been a mentor, a friend, a confidante, this day is for all of us.  Do something wonderful for you.

 I once researched my great, great grandmother named Kathleen and found the marriage license she signed with an X.  She had never learned to write, not even her name.  How lucky am I to write, to be able to create stories.  I hope some of them are hers.  I expect she and my mother are watching,  guiding.  Since time eternal, that’s what women do.

What is Mother’s Day like in your world?  What do you do on the second Sunday in May?

Kathleen Lawless has always wanted to be a mother and a writer in that order.
Sign up for her newsletter and receive a free novella.  http://www.kathleenlawless.com
facebook:  kathleenlawlessnovels
twitter:@kathleenlawless


9 comments:

  1. Church is a big part of Mother's Day in my world. When I was little we always wore a flower. White if your mother was dead, coloured if she was alive. My Dad always needed a white flower. I always felt sad for him.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Oh, yes Alice, I feel that. And I do remember the May procession through the church with our nosegays to lay down at the statue of Mary.

      Delete
  2. Lovely post. You brought tears to my eyes.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Cheryl, the nicest thing you could have said. Thank you.

      Delete
  3. Oddly, I look to my daughters on Mother's Day because they're moms now. I love celebrating with them and watching them help their children become the adults they will someday be. (dusting my hands because I'm job is done!) LOL Lovely post, Kathleen.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Bonnie, you did a great job as a Mom. How nice to hand the baton.

      Delete
  4. I like to take my mom (my best friend :)) out to lunch on Mother's Day. Growing up, I remember picking a bouquet of dandelions and taking it home, pleased as punch I'd thought of a gift. She used her nicest glass vase and set it on the dining room table for dinner that night. I always remember her kindness, then and now.
    Happy Mother's Day all!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Jackie, you and your Mom are both so lucky. Treasure these moments.

      Delete
  5. A wonderful post. I love the rose bushes gift! Happy Mother's Day and thanks for sharing this.

    ReplyDelete

Subscribe to this Blog!

Enter your email address:

Delivered by FeedBurner