I don’t remember celebrating Mother’s Day when I was younger. Maybe I have a poor memory or it was not as popular as it is now. But I am thankful to whoever popularized it because it gave us an excuse to be extra nicer to our mothers.
I am not the type to say “thank you,” “I love you,” or “I’m sorry” verbally. In our family, we tend to stay away from cheesy stuff like that. We are also not huggers and kissers but what we cannot say, we show it through action like buying gifts, doing chores and making each other laugh. So to live up with this tradition, we just organized a boodle fight for Mother’s Day to say “thank you,” “I love you,” and “I’m sorry” to our beloved mom, our two aunts and two of my sisters who are already moms.
A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.
— Washington Irving