Ah, Mother’s Day. That special day that comes along once a year where we pay tribute to the blessed caring angel that ushered us into this world. A time for us to reflect upon and be grateful for the gentle guidance that our mothers provide. Truly, this is one of the sweetest days of the year…
That, or one of many holidays made up to fill in the gaps between the other holidays so that we can fork out some cash for some sentimental trinkets our mothers don’t really need in the first place in order to prove our love.
And hey, if you grew up in a perfect Norman Rockwell setting where your mother loved and comforted you and helped mold you into the awesome human being you are today, then kudos. It must be nice. You go with your badass self.
This blog isn’t for those people. This blog is for all those people out there that DIDN’T grow up like that. Cuz there is a lot of us out there. And for many of us, this day is triggering as fuck. Normally we can not focus on the shitty mothering we endured. Normally we can go on with our days and be fine. Not a biggie.
But once a year this concept of perfect mothering gets flung in our faces and becomes almost impossible to avoid. Most people know that Thanksgiving and Christmas are rough holidays, but nobody likes to talk about how hard Mother’s Day can be.
Well, it IS rough for a lot of us out there. But you know what? There are a lot of us. You are not alone. If you had the bad luck of the draw to be dealt the shitty parent card at birth, it WASN’T your fault. You were just a kid. Trying to survive and work with the cards you were given. You can let your past define you, or you can use it as motivation to try and be a better person. Me? I am going to use it as motivation. I am going to make it my fuel.
If you were not blessed with the best of mothers, double down and be twice as good to your own children. Break the cycle, don’t pass it down. And if you see someone out there kicking ass at Mothering, let them know you notice. Acknowledge all of their hard work and give them credit where credit is due. But not just one day out of the year. Because parenting is a full time job. 24/7/365. It is one of the hardest things you will ever have to do. And done properly, one of the most rewarding as well.