Anna Jarvis, the woman who started the Mother’s Day madness regretted its commercialization long before she died in 1948.
What would she think if she were to see the frenetic buying that marks this annual event now?
I had to go into a major Australian shopping centre today. The noise of the spruikers and whirr of the cash registers almost deafened me.
Where are the cards, I wondered, for someone who has the nebulous relationship I have with my mother? Not all mothers are saints. All that needs to be said is: I did not buy my mother a flowery card full of sugary sentiment this year or any other.
If people are so devoted to their mothers, why is single day needed to celebrate that fact? Why not go over to her house on a regular basis and cut her lawn or wash her windows? Or take her flowers when she doesn’t expect it? Why wait for Hallmark and your local department store to tell you that it’s time to recognize what she has done for you?
If we could take this fatuous day off our calendars, who would really be the loser?
Please don’t misunderstand me. I respect and admire parents of both genders—raising children is one of the most difficult challenges on earth. I just wonder: do we really need yet another season of buying trinkets to acknowledge that fact?
Picture from Wikimedia Commons: photo of Anna Jarvis posted by Olairian