Family Life: Mother's Day

Mother’s Day

by Diane Burton

Mother’s Day brings out many emotions. I remember my first Mother’s Day. Actually, a little premature. My husband sent flowers wishing me a Happy Mother’s Day when I was pregnant with our first child. Such a sweet sentiment. I have lovely pictures my children drew for me—their contribution to whatever surprise my husband bought in their name.

Our family always got together on Mother’s Day when Mom was still alive. A big potluck meal organized by my younger sister. Later years, we went to a Mother’s Day brunch at a nearby restaurant. Mom enjoyed seeing all her children and grandchildren getting together. Later, as Alzheimer’s stole her mind, the noise and commotion became too much. As with many who have Alzheimer’s, she tried so hard to be present only to have a melt down later. My husband and I, along with our children, decided to visit on the Saturday before to spare her some of the chaos.

Once Mom was gone, our large family get togethers ceased. Most of us had our own children (and grandchildren) and celebrated on our own. Each Mother’s Day, I’m especially reminded of my mother. I miss her more and I’m filled with sadness that she isn’t here and never got to meet four out of the five grandchildren and my daughter-in-law.

Then, I celebrate with my children and grandchildren, and I’m filled with joy.

The slobbery kisses from the one-and-a-half year-old twins, the hugs from the older ones, flowers, a meal, and phone calls from those not present. Such lovely thoughts and ways of showing love.

Most people enjoy going out to dinner on Mother’s Day. My son is a chef, and Mother’s Day is often the busiest day of the year for the restaurant. Ever since he decided on his career choice, I knew he’d never be physical present on that day. But he always found ways to let me know he was thinking of me. My daughter-in-law is adjusting to that fact, too. Being the great guy that he is, he finds ways to let her know she’s special. The same way my physician son-in-law does for our daughter when he’s called in to the hospital on Mother’s Day.

When someone asked the four-year-old what Mother’s Day means, she said it’s when you get roses. Out of the mouths of babes. LOL For me, what means more than gifts and cards and meals are the hugs, the calls, the acknowledgement that my children/grandchildren are thinking of their mother.

I hope all mothers out there enjoyed their special day.


About the Author

Diane Burton combines her love of mystery, adventure, science fiction and romance into writing romantic fiction. Besides the science fiction romance Switched and Outer Rim series, she is the author of One Red Shoe, a romantic suspense, and the Alex O’Hara PI mystery series. She is also a contributor to two anthologies: Portals, Volume 2 and How I Met My Husband.

Diane and her husband live in West Michigan. They have two children and five grandchildren.

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You can read Diane’s “Family Life” column on the 3rd Wednesday each month here at Mustard Seed Sentinel.

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