Any Mother’s Day haters out there besides me? Since my mom died I’ve really grown to hate the day. Or maybe it’s the commercial wind up to the day, all the ads reminding us to call mom, send mom flowers, buy mom a gift, take mom out for lunch, each one feels like a little punch to the gut. On most any ordinary day I miss my mom, but I’m not a tearful mess over her loss anymore. I’ve had plenty of time to deal with her passing. But somehow each May it’s like “here we go again” and I feel the tears welling up often. I’ve tried a few years to go to church on Mother’s Day and after leaving mid service each time in tears, feeling like I was making a scene, I now know better than to attempt it. Nothing like a minister saying “who here has a mother?” with everyone smiling to make me run. I don’t have my mom to buy anything for, can’t call her or take her to lunch, and the relentless ads just make me miserable over something I’m generally okay about. Truthfully, I don’t think I was a huge Mother’s Day fan even before losing my mom, I guess it always felt like a bit of a forced holiday to me, one of those things we’re told to do. My now adult children know I’m not big into it, they usually buy me small gifts and we go do something to distract away from dwelling on the day. Am I alone in this or any other haters want to unite in spirit with me?
can't give chapter and verse but I think that is not possible.
On the bright side Mom is already in memory care so at least she is being cared for.
Try and keep a close eye on Mom's conditions and liase with the staff to ensure no harm comes to Mom.
When my daughter was about 3 (may have been just before/after my son was born), she went outside in the backyard and came back in with a small handful of what I call "weed flowers" for me. They are those tiny little things that sometimes grow out there. I told her that those meant more to me than anything! It had nothing to do with a "holiday" and I have over time reinforced that idea. After divorce, Christmas could have become "Present Wars", but I did NOT want to join in that war (really couldn't financially, but it is WRONG to do this!) It was especially bad when he remarried, because now they had additional "grandparents" and other family members, so the kids would get multiple "Christmas" days and a slew of useless gifts. I am not religious, and the kids were not raised that way, so I explained what that "holiday" was really about and how it has become nothing but a revenue generator! If you want to celebrate it, find the TRUE meaning in it rather than just buying stuff!
When they were old enough I said many times that these are just another day, and the buying and gift-giving is just corporate manipulation for generating sales. Someone else mentioned it in the comments - what about all those "non-holidays" throughout the year? Yep kids, if you only care about me or whoever on that one day a year, what is that worth? I prefer you just do something nice on ANY old day, not on a day that corporate America dictates that you MUST do something for me or whoever. Despite this, on one birthday my daughter came with a card, flowers and balloons on my birthday. I acknowledged the thought and told her that while I appreciate it, she should not be spending hard-earned money that she needs (she was probably about 18.) Oh, but dad says... Never mind what he says! Tell him that you have it covered!! That is not really lying, just like the little white lies we have to use now with my mother (dementia.) I reiterated that if you want to do something for me, do it on some random day, then I know it is truly heartfelt, that you are thinking of me without being TOLD to!!!
In recent years, my mother was saying similar things - it's just another day (birthday, Mother's Day, whatever) - however she would like being remembered (maybe not so much on a birthday, given her age.) Now she may or may not know what day it is, but lights up with the card and flowers (it would be hard NOT to do this, because in her facility they have reminders, special meals, etc and she would see others getting that special treatment from family members!) As with others here, our relationship was never huggy kissy touchy feely. However I still tried to "do the right thing." I would be the one most often to coordinate a party or gathering of some kind on "special" occasions. It is still that way. Non-local brother did call her "every Sunday", and I did get tired of hearing this (I was the one who most often called or went to provide some kind of help or visit - not expecting any pat on the back or kudos, but to have that rubbed in your face all the time does get old.) When he came up last week to help finish cleaning out the condo (she moved a YEAR AGO January, two brothers, very little help!!!), we visited mom once together on his arrival. She was ALL OVER him, yet when I show up - What are you doing here? Where did you come from? I don't want any undying love or any showering of whatever, but it does get your goat when the prodigal son comes and gets the royal greeting! I went over to work on a jigsaw puzzle with another resident, as she was more focused on him and to give them time to visit. He did say she questioned where I was and why I was "over there", but made no effort to join us or get me back with them. Another morning I suggested he go have breakfast with her while I get prepared for the long haul to the condo clean out effort. After that he did not want to visit when I suggested it because he had no idea how to interface with her (she repeats a lot and has hearing issues, but still... you were, along with other brother, ready to take her in because MC costs so much - ahahahahahahaha!!) I had, once again, coordinated with both brothers to take her out for Mother's Day (not sure if the local one even goes to visit much, unless I bring up some holiday.) Because the one who was visiting was abusive to me, I kicked him out, so he went that night (Friday) and told her he was not coming back. He's been staying at the condo, tossing everything left and refused to go on Mother's Day, despite me telling him through other brother I would not be there. He does not get here often and SHOULD have gone. I went earlier in the day to avoid them and said I was having lunch with MY kids (lie) and would come back for dinner visit, which I did. Stupid brother did not go. Sure, treat me again like you did when we were kids, but if your mommy is SO important to you, then you should go see her NOW while you still can. Can't wait for the alligator tears when she goes....
So, to summarize, I feel that Mother's Day, like any other "holiday", is just another day. I do find the many emails regarding said days to be tedious - I just delete them without reading them (for instance Father's Day - dad has been gone almost 10 years.) I also do not watch TV, nor do I do Facebook or the like, so I do not get the barrage of ads. I do not need to drive everyday, so I even miss most radio ads - just email and internet ads (but long ago was able to just ignore most all the internet ads that show up! Focus on what I am here for and tune those things out!)
Spend time ANYTIME to be with and/or remember the person or whatever that "holiday" entails. If you still feel the need to celebrate those "holidays", go for it. If not, make it about something else. Think about how many of those "remembrance" days have morphed into barbecues and parades! I started to call many of them "Happy Day off with pay." That was NEVER the intent for any of them. For those with no mother or children, there are others out there who could benefit from you spending time with them (preferably WHENEVER, not on that corporate day, although they might appreciate that as well!) Many elderly no longer have (or never had) children or family to visit, many children have no mom or dad - give your time to them ANY day, not just those special days! Although our mom is still "with" us (almost 95, but more like 5!) and I visit, I spend time with another resident (100) as well on Jigsaw puzzles (we both love them!) and somehow mom has taken interest (not very good at it, but given that she never had any interest in anything like that, it does keep her occupied sometimes!) The other resident and I enjoy each other's company - she has plenty of family who visit and keep in touch often, so she does not NEED me, but I enjoy her and she loves to see me there! I also try to interact with other residents as well. I'm sure for some it becomes lonely and tedious being there all day, with visits from family on occasion! So rather than wallow in hate for what corporate America has done, channel that energy into making someone else's day or life a little better and brighter!
It went pretty well, but we both lost interest in shopping before we found what we were looking for, so we went home and shared a pizza and settled in for the night. So I thought. Just about dark, she asked if she could go to the park to release a Mother's Day balloon with a message written on it to her momma. I was proud and horrified all at once. We rushed to the store and bought their last, half deflated Mother's Day helium balloon, taped a photo of her children to it and wrote messages on it to her. I drove to the park where we held her memorial celebration of life and it was CLOSED to the public, so we had to drive to a neighboring church and sneak into the park! Who was going to stop us, tho, really??? We walked to the hill where she had released the 36 balloons that day so raw on my heart still. Then she asked me to RECORD her releasing the balloon! I did as I was asked using my iPhone as a spotlight and her's to record the release. We stood there staring up into the dark night sky watching as the balloon with our Mother's Day wishes drifted upward and out of sight in the night sky. Then, we took the long way around the park back to my car at the church. Along the way, she said to me: "You know what's weird? Sometimes it feels like she's still here. I still can't believe she's really gone." The tears welled up and I choked them back as I replied: "As long as you and Jaxson are on this Earth, she is still here. Each of you are a physical part of her, so as long as you are here and someday, your children and their children, she we always be here." We walked silently back to the car and came home. So, to answer your question, I dreaded Mother's Day this year. Cried many times thinking of it and how I'd face it and how I'd help her little girl face it. Thanks to that little girl, I now know exactly how we will face it every year going forward - with balloons and a Sharpie marker on that hill at the park. So, my suggestion to you and anyone suffering as I was until a 12-year-old girl touched my heart with a simple request is this: Find a new way of honoring the one you are missing. The heartache and tears will still be there every year, but so will the smiles and laughs and memories and before you know it, hopefully, the new memories of this annual rememberance will bring more smiles than tears. That is what I am hoping for.
We see it more as a family gathering, which we love. I do know it can be commercial, but I always tell them the gift is not as important as the gathering. Yesterday I got the most beautiful and rewarding message written on two pages from my one son. An "I Remember" message, listing all the many beautiful memories he has as a child. I put my kids before anything or anyone else, even when I had opportunities for a new relationship and owned two businesses. I tried to do for them, more than what I had as a child. The rewards are very fulfilling.
My mom passed away in 2001 and I visit her at her grave on her birthday, Mother's day, Xmas, ens. She is and will always be my mother, even if I didn't have the happiest of childhood and even if she is no longer physically here. It's the natural cycle of life and we do our best with what we have.
My Mom has been gone 6 years now and it just doesn't enter my mind. She lived a good long life and while I cried when she died, I don't dwell on her being gone. I don't do "miss you" tributes on Facebook or any other media.
But, don't be worried about your feelings and just let her death go. Remember her, but don't let other people affect your emotions because of the way they act on MD.
My wife and I never had kids, and we don't give those manufactured celebration days a second thought. Our lives are not incomplete because we don't get Mother's, Father's, or Grandparent's Day cards or recognition.
Don't fall for the brainwashing most everyone else has succumbed to.
My mother died July 26, 2017. Now I also feel like a motherless child.
You are not alone in loathing Mother's Day.
These days our eldest daughter has always sent flowers haveing been mostly raised in the US and this year invited us to a lovely lunch at her house as we now live nearby. I just feel so blessed.
To be fair, this church is generally very thoughtful in its approach to things and there were acknowledgements of infertility, not everyone can be parents, dads are important too, yada yada but still the whole theme of the service was Mother's Day, a holiday which isn't mentioned in the Bible and that Jesus seems not to have celebrated, as best as I can tell.
Maybe most of the people in churches these days like all this razzamatazz? Is that it? When I looked around the church while mothers were standing up to be acknowledged, there were a lot of stoic, hard-to-read expressions on people's faces....
A phone call or an email is quite good enough for Mothers Day, and it does give children a chance to pick a card and make a scribble for Mum and Grandma even if they can’t write very well. It’s quite nice to get a letter in the post with a stamp, that isn’t a bill or a beg.
There is absolutely nothing in the Bible about Mothers Day. Try to avoid shopping and Church for a fortnight, and you can miss the worst of it. My husband and I even manage to dodge most of the Olympics, proving that we have practised building up avoidance skills!
Hitting and punching is physical abuse. Is there nothing to be done about this? I am so, so sorry that this is what your life has become!
(Is there NO alternative? Sounds like she she needs a meds overhaul at the very least. Do you ever get respite? Is there anyone else in your family --- SIBS? -- who help out at all? Don't you think she merits placement in a facility?)