I remember going to church on Mother’s Day and all the Mother’s wearing orchids. (It seems the flower for Mom’s Day in Japan is carnations.) After church people would go to restaurants. I don’t know if it still is but that was the busiest day of the year for them.
What do/did you do for your mother? What fond memory do you have of her? Was there a family tradition?
(The picture is from a bakery in Japan. It says, “Mama Pan”. They got the word for bread, “pan” for the Portuguese. And I am not sure which language they got “mama”. It is cute to see a mother’s face on bread.)
I am thinking this day how fortunate that my mom is 91 and still with me. I don’t see her much but I am able to talk to her on the phone. She is still quick witted and cheerful. She had five sons and I kid her that I am the favorite one. (I don’t think she is buying it.)
I won’t turn this into a maudlin post but would love to hear some great little anecdotes of your thoughts on the one who bore you. I am a firm believer that recalling things honors people. To use the Sock motif, my mother loomed large in my life. I am struggling to come up with a good story about her to add to the comments. There are too many.