Here we are again, Mother’s Day. I’m hiding out. After all these years, I still teared up at church when Father Brian gave the annual Mother’s Day blessing. After I complained at the liturgy meeting, he altered it include all women who nurture or care for others. But I still got misty.
If this is a tough day for you, you might want to take a peek at my “Childless Woman’s Survival Guide” at the Exhale online zine. If that doesn’t do it, visit suelick.com, click on Childless and read my “Mother’s Day Rant.”
If you’re still miserable, turn off all media and do something physical, like gardening, washing the car or baking cookies (which you will then eat). Put on some loud music and forget the whole Mother’s Day business. It’ll be over soon.