My mother, and me.
We all celebrate Mother’s Day because who doesn’t love to honor our mothers? Like most holidays, this tradition dates back to the pagans when in ancient Greece the celebration was in honor of Rhea, the mother of the gods. And in Rome, Cybele, a mother of goddesses, was worshipped as early as 250 B.C. But the tradition was more deeply cemented thanks to Anna Jarvis of Philadelphia. On May 12, 1907, having lost her mother two years earlier she held a memorial service at her late mother's church in Grafton, West Virginia. Her belief was that children tended to neglect their mothers until it was too late. So she campaigned for a national observance of Mother's Day and convinced her mother's church to celebrate Mother's Day on the second anniversary of her mother's death -- the second Sunday of May. Then in 1914 it became official when President Woodrow Wilson proclaimed Mother's Day as a national holiday to be held each year on the second Sunday of May. I had always thought it was Hallmark who jumped started the tradition looking for another way to sell cards. Although they may not have started it, they certainly have capitalized on it. Mother's Day is the third-largest card-sending holiday in the United States, with an estimated 139 million greeting cards expected to be purchased this year. Instead of buying a card, I decided to create my own type of card by writing a post, a love letter to honor my mom.
Now, traditionally I’m not a big believer in these types of holidays. Not because I feel we shouldn’t celebrate our mothers or fathers or grandparents, etc. But because I’ve always been of the opinion that I don’t need a specific date or someone else to tell me to honor a person I love. Why not praise them everyday? But I get it. So, here I go jumping on the bandwagon to celebrate my special someone especially since I was the one to make her a mother first. And unlike Anna Jarvis, I try to express my adoration for my mom as often as possible, but it does feel good to make it even more momentous on this day, and lay it on thick.
She is a gem through and through. A darling of child grown into a woman of old fashioned upbringing that places value on respect, being kind to others, being gracious and generous. Loving and giving, supportive. She’s all that and more. A face of an angel.
A teacher, a guider and one who puts family first always. Her greatest gift to us was instilling the family bond, and sibling love. A bond never to be broken. I’m not a mother, but my sisters, who are great mothers themselves had the best teacher, and have instilled the same in their children. She showed us the importance to sticking together. And we have and we do.
She honored her mother, and mother in law, and handed down traditions.
She has shown us what true love and devotion is. For anyone who has ever met my parents they are witness to the extraordinary love they share, and the enduring example they have set.
And when it comes to fashion there was nothing old about her. She was pure glam and had tremendous fashion sense. She dressed to the nines and looked like a movie star. Well, one movie star in particular… Sophia Loren.
I remember my mom telling me that she once saved up an entire week’s salary to buy one dress. If you were to calculate that in modern day’s dollars that was one pricey dress. I still have some of her clothes and hats and wear them with pride.
Sophia Loren, not my mom but could be…
But she is so much more than her fashion and stunning beauty. She is a decent, loving, giving soul who had energy to spare. As kids, she would venture out with all of us, my cousins included, to take us on field trips; to Wollman Skating Rink, The Museum of Natural History, Jones Beach. She would pack us into the car and away we went. She was an avid supporter of anything we did, always showing up at our sports practices and games, cheering us on. She is the mother of all mothers, as is evident in the the glow on her face whenever she is holding a child - her own, her nieces/nephews, her grandchildren.
She is an awesome grandmother, aunt, sister, sister-in-law, friend, wife and an exceptional mother. I could go on and on, but I’ll let a poem I wrote awhile back for her 70th birthday do the rest of the talking and let all these images bring a smile to your face. I know they will because whenever I see her face and that smile, I can’t help but be filled with joy.
My Mother - My Fortune
I have considered myself fortunate all my life,
Never truly understanding my lack of great strife.
Fortune has different meanings to each and every one
But for me, and my siblings, it’s the definition of our Mom.
Adrienne Fortune, her name bears what she delivers
Her goodness and love is as long as any river.
She is the warmth of a blanket on a cold winter’s night,
She is the sun kissing your face, so warm, so bright
She is the breeze that cools you by the side of the bay
She is the laughter of a child on any given day
Our mother knows no other way
This is how she would spend each and every day
Giving to others their every want and need
She will give of herself without any heed
She is a woman full of grace
Full of love that lights her face
She is a woman of simple goals
The purest ones remain untold
The strongest woman I’ll ever know
She is the angel who has guided us to and fro
She complains not, asks not and does not hurt a soul
Treating everyone with kindness has been her title role.
My fortune has been great, and it started with my great fortune
A daughter
A sister
A wife
An aunt
A friend
A grandmother
A Mother, My Mother, My Fortune
My mom and me
My mom and me
My mom and me
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom. I love you more than these words and pictures could ever convey.
Happy Mother’s Day to all those who have selflessly given their love and guidance to the children in their lives.
Photo credit thanks to my dad, Uncle Paul (mom’s bro) and my brother.
