This Sunday is going to be hard. Beyond tough. Perhaps impossible to get through. But get through it I must.
This will be the first Mother’s Day I need to get through without my mum. No-one to send a card to. Or flowers. Or to call up and have long, lazy chats with, reminiscing about old times. Or to take out for lunch. No-one to say “Happy Mother’s Day” to.
Damn you, all you merchandising, commercialistic, opportunistic, card-selling, flower-delivery-frenzy that I can’t seem to get away from. The nature of my job is such that, even if I were to not watch any tv, not listen to the radio, not even read any newspapers or magazines, I still can’t get away from it all, can’t just hide away until Monday when it’s all over. I’ve lost count of how many press releases are sitting in my email inbox, all offering up information about Mother’s Day gifting, services, treats, meals out, afternoon teas, and so on.
So I’ve decided I’m not going to run away from it. I’m going to use the day to celebrate and honour my mother, to do all the things that made her proud of me, and to do all the things she herself enjoyed doing.
I’ll wake up at a decent hour (she was never one for long lie-ins) and start the day with purpose. I’ll go out for a lovely long walk in the park – with or without my family, who are notorious for not going out for walks with me! I’ll eat healthily but spoil myself too – she was always tried to instill in me the importance of everything in moderation. I’m going to make sure I take time out of the day to slow down and show my gratitude for how blessed I am – it’s always so easy to focus on the negatives and what we don’t have, but she was always so positive and forward-looking, she never felt sorry for herself, even in difficult times. Who knows, I might even watch an old Bollywood movie in her honour.
Time. Time. And more time.
The most precious thing you can give anyone
Most of all, I’m going to give a present to each of my three children. Even when it was her day, even on her birthday, when it was her prerogative to just sit back and receive all the gifts, she would always give us presents too; justifying it by telling us that without us, she wouldn’t even be a mother on Mother’s Day.
And if she was here? What would I give her? Well, I tell you frankly, the first second and third most important things to give your mother are your time. Time. And more time. The most precious thing you can give anyone. The memories you’ll create will last much longer than a box of chocolates or a bunch of flowers ever could.
And other gifts? I’ll include a few here for inspiration, things I would have given her if she was still with me, incase you’re stuck for last minute present ideas.
Wishing you all a very special day with your mother. Happy Mother’s Day.