Yes it's mother's day on its way once again. Seriously, something is wrong with me, cause I'm just too tired of reading about this whole Mother I love you business everywhere and every time in papers, magazines, TV and radio! No I'm not bitter as I had a great mum to call mine, for a good period of time though I wished she had lived longer to see my kids; but all this is choking me!
Tired of reading about other people's wonderful mothers and bla bla bla... It's like how Ebenezer Scrooge hated Christmas.. yes I feel like that. So will there be a ghost of Mother's Day Past, Present and Future visiting me? I sure hope not and I hope I snap out of this exhausting feeling I seem to have adopted over this celebration.
I somehow make myself laugh at the end of this nauseous feeling by recalling the writing on a cake my brother Richard had bought for his wife on behalf of the kids at home, to celebrate this "auspicious" day. It said "HAPPY MOTHER DAYS!!!" somehow I think as grammatically wrong as that line was, the meaning is so right. Everyday should be a day we hail our mothers as "wonderful beyond description"... so long as it's out of the MEDIA!