Mother's day

Mother’s day. In just about every region of the world kids have been deluging their mothers with gifts – anything from classy jewelry, taking their mom out to a fancy dinner, or a great outdoor picnic, to little, red, heart-shaped gifts, candles or (in the case of cutie pie toddlers and 1st and 2nd graders who are forced in art class to fashion something creative for their mothers) cards and cardboard drawings with crayoned colorings and pictures of happy homes and “Happy Mother’s Day: for mommy.”
In Abu Dhabi, the UAE commemorated mother’s day by creating this amazing day dedicated to the mother of the UAE, and the wife of our late President Sheikh Zayed, Sheikha Fatima Bint Mubarak. I was told that there were fireworks all day long, grand celebrations and the longest drawing in the world painted by 600 school children as a tribute to Her Highness.
What did I do on mother’s day? I’m not even sure when it was. March something, I think.
Yes I am a terrible, awful daughter. My mom is either pretending not to remember that my brother and I have missed telling her we love her on Mother’s day, or she has actually forgotten (I bet she forgot). But here’s the thing (and yes I am probably saying this to cover up for missing mother’s day, but play along will ya?) WHY THE HELL DO WE HAVE MOTHER’S DAY? There have been plenty of days where I’ve shown my mom how much I love her without those days being anything special, but now I forget one day and I feel guilty as hell. We all show our mothers that we love them, dedicating one day a year is actually really selfish. Particularly when this day arrives in the middle of the week (not sure when exactly) when I was in uni all day, my brother in Abu Dhabi, and both of us virtually broke. Unknowingly as a child I did actually go along with this imprudent act of show your mom how much you love her (only) on mother’s day. But now I think: I love my mom everyday. I’ll show her everyday. And in my search for something to give to her (and explain to her that it is terrible for her to think that just because we’ve missed mother’s day then we don’t love her as much) this is what I found (maybe you’ll find something you can tell your mom – any day – that will cheer her up):
“A mother is a person who, seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie.”
“I remember my mother's prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life.” ~Abraham Lincoln
"Some mothers are kissing mothers and some are scolding mothers, but it is love just the same, and most mothers kiss and scold together.”
"A mother is the one through whom God whispers love to His little children.”

RICHER THAN GOLD
You may have tangible wealth untold;

Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.

Richer than I you can never be -

I had a mother who read to me.

- Strickland Gillilan (1869-1954)

Mom, I love you more than you love me because you have only loved me for a part of your life and I have loved you for all of mine.