Mom's birthday memories

In the United States, Anna Jarvis was credited for conceiving and advocating for this special day for mothers. The day was recognized as a holiday in 1914. Anna allegedly was sad about how the day became a sensation in marketing over time and that more people chose to buy and send a card, gift or flowers to their good mother about what they did the idea was to make the mother feel like she was She loved and distinguished that day more than she did with her children. Over time, Anna frustrated the commercialization of the holiday for what she created, and tried, but failed, to remove it as a holiday.

But, just as there are no mothers alike, the comfort of donations did not prevent us from celebrating our mothers any more on this special Sunday in May. I have memories of my mother tied to this day, since my childhood until today. My mother was a protector and a friend. Even before I remember it, I can see it on my face and on her face in pictures. She has occupied me in her life, put me first most of the time, sang to me, encouraged me, and taught me to find joy in this world. I think she knows, and most mothers know the importance of teaching love and joy soon, before the world knows competition, defensive and goals like getting something for yourself. Mother revolves around giving everything to someone else – you.

My mother gave birth to two other sons, each diverging after three years. When I brought her new baby home, I saw a glow on her face and love in her eyes that was once me. I learned later, what I could not understand afterwards, that she did not stop loving me with all her heart. Love does not fit neatly with the measuring cup. There are no limits to love unless we limit it. I hope to understand it at the age of 63. Seeing her love for my baby siblings was also for me, and by watching her, I could see her impact on my brothers and look at how much her heart was dear to her child. My mother will be 84 next month, and her loving heart is still great.

As she grew up, she was worried and even frightened in her eyes when she left her care to go to school, play football, and when she got so sick that everything she could do for me was not enough. I saw her boundless joy when I got married, especially when my wife put my baby son, then my baby daughter in her arms. But, something changed after that.

Just as she had to divide her attention as a mother when my brothers were born, I had to put the mother of my children first. Later, I saw how my mother's eyes faint when her mother started in the last years of her life. She wanted to do a lot for her mother, but life is like a cudgel that moves from one feud to another. Once the baton is passed, we will not see the person who has passed it clearly because with the baton, the purpose is also ended. Her mother still remembers her on Mother's Day, and every day, I think.

While writing this article, as early as Mother's Day, 2019, I'm getting ready to call my mom on the phone. Two countries live south of me and my wife, where she cares for one of my brothers whose lives have become a disease and a great sadness for her. My children will honor their mother today, and I'll be part of that. I wish I could stick to my mother's baton for a longer time, but it was already removed. Anna Jarvis has done something good for mothers, and for our mothers, we must do what we can, all we can, to tell our mothers that we love them, and that we will always achieve it. # TAG1 Writer.