Mothers Day

Everyone has different ideas about Mother's Day.

For some, it's about honoring the woman that loved us unconditionally.

For some it's about being disappointed that we didn't get as much time off as we thought we deserved.

For some it's about bragging that we got an entire day off.

For some it's about cursing under our breaths as we shell out three bucks on a consumer driven holiday to thank the bitch that raised us.

For some it's about mourning the loss of the maternal figure that is no longer here to love us, yell at us, or laugh with us.

I'd like to propose the concept that this year we make every day Mother's Day. But in contrast to the examples above, I propose that we women stop looking externally for answers as to why we turned out like this or that and simply become mothers to ourselves. No need to go to Russia or China to fill out paperwork. Beginning today, let's adopt ourselves. Whether it be a class, a pedicure, a new haircut or a job... we owe ourselves the opportunity to be an unconditional cheerleader to the innocent daughter in all our souls.

How's that for a new holiday?

PS: Regardless of my alternative look at this national holiday, I am all for butt coverage, so here goes: Mom, Oma, Grandma Stella - thank you for being so wonderful to me and my children. It means more than I can put into words. (Coming from someone who can write until she's blue in the face? That's saying something.)