Mother’s Day? How About Mother’s Month
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Hill Country Living
By Coulter Fussell
I hope everyone had a satisfying Mother’s Day. I, for one, have never really been into Mother’s Day. And that’s not because I don’t like mothers or being one. In fact, I like both very much! My general distaste for Mother’s Day is primarily based around it’s commercialized Hallmark-holiday quality combined with the fact that it’s just not enough. One day? Seriously? One day….for being a mother all-the-time-forever. Is that a joke?
So, I’m stuck in the conflicted spot of thinking Mother’s Day has been rendered insincere and shouldn’t exist at all and thinking that it should be expounded upon by lasting at least a month, possibly two. Mother’s Months feels more appropriate and sounds better based on just alliteration alone.
My youngest son’s main Mother’s Day gift to me was to open my phone and type in the answer to the daily Wordle puzzle so that I wouldn’t have to struggle with the day’s game myself. That was very thoughtful but I’m not sure it was the right kind of thoughtful. His second gift to me was to rearrange the entire living room in such a way that the sofa was turned perpendicular to normal and facing the television from three feet away. He had an episode of Investigation Discovery’s crime show “Disappeared” pulled up on the screen. A Mother’s Day orchid had been placed by the remote control. I was ordered to relax and watch my favorite show immediately. It was 9 a.m. While his Mother’s Day gift may have been ill-timed, extra and bossy it did lend a good opportunity for me to vacuum behind the sofa so I was thankful.
My friend’s second grade son got her a “KEEP OUT” sign from the hardware store and taped it to her bedroom door. This is an incredible Mother’s Day gift and should replace the obligatory orchid.
A Mother’s Day gift I gave myself was to take some me-time by settling in on my now-perpendicular sofa and reading the comments in our community forum Facebook page about calling for a fund and greater work force to help maintain the city parks. Man, oh man. I bet that if we had voted the tourism tax in place a few weeks ago when it was on the ballot and then half the town took their Mamas and Memaws out to eat in Water Valley at some point on Mother’s Day weekend, we could’ve funded replacing some swings. And then the next year we could replace the swings again! Developing systems of sustainability are a mother’s specialty. Next time we have the chance to vote on sustainable systems to support city maintenance, think about the mom’s having to push their kids on broken swings. Do it for the Moms!
Lastly, I want to give a big shout out the Water Valley High School Blue Devil baseball team! By the time this issue is published we’ll know if they go further in the play-offs but, either way, we are all so proud! We’re all rooting for y’all, WV Baseballers! GO BLUE!