The gift that keeps on giving.

11 May

When I was eleven (or possibly eight, it feels like those were the years when I was at my most unbearable), I told my mother we would no longer celebrate Mother’s Day as it was a commercial conspiracy and isn’t that why we didn’t have a dishwasher and wasn’t that the reason she wouldn’t convince my father to join Rotary so that she could be a Rotary-ann. As you can see, I had a broad but unsophisticated understanding of my mother’s politics.

In hindsight, that was a short-sighted decision on my part.

And in hindsight, I can see my mother’s inward grin.

So, Happy Mother’s Day Mum. I’ll think of you while I’m not unwrapping my new dressing gown.


3 Responses to “The gift that keeps on giving.”

  1. cristy May 12, 2007 at 8:34 am #

    My parents told us never to celebrate mother’s or father’s day for the same reason.

    I will not be following their example. I want presents damnit…

  2. cellobella May 14, 2007 at 7:24 pm #

    Was I supposed to get a dressing gown??

  3. Mikhela May 16, 2007 at 5:56 pm #

    one year i gave my mother a copy of The Womens Room for Mothers’ Day. Cruel, in retrospect.

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