Mother’s Day is one of my favourite days of the year. I like to think I show my amazing mom all year round how thankful I am to have her in my life but having a special day set aside just reassures that I always take time out of my busy schedule to truly show her how much I love and appreciate her. I mean lets face it, her body will never be the same, she had grey hair far too early, she spent every dime she had on us rotten kids, and she managed most of it with a smile. Having one day set aside where I can show my appreciation is the least I can do!
I haven’t always been the greatest daughter, I know shocking right?! Sadly it’s true, at times I was awful to my mom. Most of it was when I was a teen, when you lash out due to frustrations, call it hormones or call it the facts of life, by no means is it a justification. It’s these years that we are sometimes the worst to our moms, well I was anyways. I can’t imagine now saying to my mom “I hate you” but there was a time I was guilty of saying those very words, side pony tail flailing back and forth as I ran to my bedroom wearing my coveralls (one strap only, of course) crying because I thought she was being unfair and ruining my life. When in fact she did everything out of love and care, if only the teenage me knew what I know now!! I can’t imagine the strength it would have taken to not want to cry or become angry at the very moment the person you gave life to and cared for from the beginning of time says to you those three awful words, but I think what gave her the strength to make it through those days was that she knew deep down that I didn’t mean it and she was right. For all the sorrow I caused you mom, the good, the bad, and the worst of times, I am grateful for the amount of love and patience you showed me. If Neil Young was searching for a heart of gold he would have stopped the moment he met my mom for she has it and I am one lucky daughter. So what does one get a mom that is this wonderful you ask? Well you take what she loves and create something.
Gone are the days of macaroni art, though nothing beats a macaroni picture frame, and alas come the days of much deeper sophistication. That’s right, you move onto shell art! Why shells you ask? Well, if you know my mom which most of you probably don’t, but if you are ever fortunate enough to meet her you will learn instantly what she loves most in life as she wears her heart on her sleeve and will help anyone in need. Those are the qualities I love most about her, she will give you the shirt off her back, and the last $20.00 dollars in her pocket, if that means helping someone else. You will also learn very quickly how much my mom loves Vancouver and how connected she feels to the ocean which brings us to her love of seashells. Though most of the seashells that wash up on the shores here aren’t very pretty and are usually in pieces, that won’t stop my mom for she sees the beauty in what others can’t. She would spend hours, if not days if you let her, walking up and down the ocean shore looking for treasured goods such as seashells and drift wood;
What she does with her finds, I am not too sure but I thought I would take her love of the sea and create her something special. I won’t be able to spend Mother’s Day with my mom as we live apart but that’s what makes our bond strong, near or far we are forever close! I am one of the fortunate ones to call myself her daughter and her best friend 🙂
So take what your mom loves and make her something that is as special as she is, make a memory of your favourite trip, cook her favourite meal, and do what she would probably prefer over any gift, just spend time with her.
This is what I crafted for my sea lovin momma;
I wish I could be there with you mom on your special day but I know we will share some laughs over the phone as well, I have a terrific brother who will take over the flowers we ordered you and give you a hug from me to you, though I know he isn’t as good of a “hugger” as me 😉
I love you to the moon and back and I hope you have a wonderful Mother’s Day!