Mother’s Day is coming up here in the US and I’m ready to hide. As a self-defined miscarriage lady, it doesn’t sting as much as it once did, but I find the performative adoration so saccharine and steroidal in its insincerity, that it’s hard to take it seriously.
But people do and Mother’s Day can be a cause for great sadness if you’re feeling isolated as a person whose mom has passed, or if you have a strained relationship with her, or if you’re a genderqueer parent, or if your child has passed or you’ve been through five million rounds of IVF. It’s, how do you say, triggering! Not to mention that mothers get the short end of the stick through and through and do any of you feel insulted and short-changed by the one day a year you get treated to brunch?
I learned that the woman who invented mother’s day tried to get it cancelled many years later when it became such a commercial event. Guess that didn’t work out… So, here we are. And if you have the occasion to honor your friends typically overlooked on this holiday, I made some alternative cards for sale on my art site: lizziecolors.com.
Here’s a sneak peak:
If you want to share how you get through or enjoy Mother’s Day, please leave a comment. I’m sure there are some raw folks out there who could use some ideas.
Sending you lots of love then and everyday.
❤️
Lizzie
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