Mothering Sunday

Yesterday was Mother's Day.

Historically, it is believed to be a Christian festival which fell on the 4th Sunday of Lent. There are also Roman origins but the direct relation is somewhat unclear. Revived in the earlier parts of last century Mothering Sunday (or Mother's Day) as we know it here has become somewhat commercialised, and much of the meaning seems to be lost under the wrapping paper, floral arrangements and synthetic-loving.

I still find much meaning in the celebration of Mother's Day. Not just for mums, but those wise wise women who mentor, support, nurture and guide us along our paths. In fact, I should actually include men here too - as I know of many men who play the role of mother and father in their households. Not all the women I mention here are biological mothers, some of their own choice, others by decision made beyond them. Yet they all deserve recognition for their love and compassion of others.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY

To all the wonderful women who have played a part in my being here as I am.

I love you dearly.