For my significant, things were a little more normal. Two of her kids could be here to celebrate. And, rather than battle the Mom’s Day crowds in the restaurants, this year we were able to take advantage of curbside pickup.
She gets a hankering every so often for a turkey dinner, so my picking up a heat-and-serve feast for five from that “down on the farm” chain may have put me on the good list for a few hours (I hope).
Turned out to be a beautiful day, as well, warm and sunny. A far cry for the wind and flurries of just 24 hours before. Seriously, we’ve got enough to deal with, Mother Nature needs to step off.
It’s cold again today, so I suppose we’ll take that respite as a gift from one mother to another. We took advantage of it, heading to the park with the dogs to play a little ball, sniff the air and chase the squirrels.
My Mom wouldn’t have liked that. She hated winter. May is spring. The snow can stick it. Mom has been gone almost nine years now, yet I can’t help but wonder what she would have made of our current situation.
On one hand, she was never a big fan of people in general, so outside of her small social circle, she wouldn’t have had a major issue with social distancing. She liked to keep up with her shows, she liked to read, and she liked to maintain her home and flower garden. There would be nothing idle about her quarantine.
On the other, she was not fond of disruptions to her routines, or of being told what to do. One-way aisles, capacity limits and the inability to find the things she needed at the grocery store, or simply to do leisure shopping, would be infuriating.
Also, she was fond of eating out. A trip to a restaurant was a treat — because they did all the work, and all the cleaning after. Take out was small consolation if you still have dishes to do when everything is done.
This much I do know, all the politicians be on her list. Top down. She would have been nonpartisan and equal opportunity in her dissatisfaction with the powers that be. And come fall, when the premiers would be delayed due to the lack of filming happening? Well let’s just say I’m kind of glad she never had to deal with this situation.
No, for me, Mother’s Day with Mom was simple. She loved a nice card and hanging plant for the porch. We’d save the eating out for some time before or after the day, as she loathed the crowds and prix fixe menus restaurants serve up. And Dad and I would make sure she took it as easy as she was capable (holding still was not a strong suit).
I feel for the moms out there who had to spend the day virtually with their kids, or at a distance. When we get back to the “new normal,” whatever that may be, here’s hoping all they get a do-over. After all, every day should be Mother’s Day, isn’t that what they always say?