Mother's Day 2014Sunday, May 11, 2014 by: Mac Headrick
Mother's Day 2014
The first week of the Ontario 2014 election campaign has ended. My reflections about this event will have to wait for next week. There will be no talk of politics, sports, and perspectives on life etc. today. It is Mother’s Day 2014. According to my wife Linda this is the most important day of celebration in the year. In recognition of Mother’s Day l will use this column to reflect upon the special position mothers hold in our lives. Hopefully readers of this column will take a moment to share their thoughts.
I didn’t realize that in
The Headrick household celebrates this day on several different levels. Of course, our children show their appreciation in the traditional ways. I actually do not have to remind them. Linda’s mother lives in
I lost my mother several years back (1999) due to cancer. I will take a few moments today to reflect on my relationship with the woman known as Muriel Headrick. Besides being my mother, she was also responsible for bringing my younger siblings Raymond, Albert and Robert into this world. Now, in looking back l realize my mother was a genius. I base this observation on the fact that throughout her life she lived by the following code. Her sons were the stars in her life and could do no wrong. This steadfast belief of course insured my brothers and l always had a sympathetic ear in the case of, for example, marital discord. I am not quite sure if the above observation of “supreme intelligence” was shared with present or former daughters-in law.
Every Christmas mom bought me the same things; socks and hand knitted mittens. Actually these were the perfect gifts. The socks extra large and thick cushioned lasted me until the next Christmas. The mittens were always worn. In my lifetime l purchased numerous pair of gloves for driving, snow blowing etc. For some reason l always went back to mom’s hand-knitted mittens. It’s been a couple of years since I wore out the last pair of socks and mitts.
Every-time l was left by the family to fend for myself l always knew where to find a home cooked meal. Mom would automatically set an extra place at the table. Fortunately she lived less than a mile away. Now because my father had passed away in 1977 this meant mother was on her own for approximately 23 years. She was very independent but would on occasion get help from the sons. I learned through trial and error that mom had particular ways of doing things. For example when l took her to the grocery store l had to allow sufficient time for her to walk up and down every aisle examining every conceivable product available.
My mother loved her grandchildren one hour at a time. When baby sitting she would not allow or accept disposable diapers or formula bottles. Cloth diapers and glass bottles where good enough for her children. Mom had her own stash of these original items she kept on hand. Apparently she relented on the diaper situation later on. Her grand children always like to visit, as there was always a supply of cookies or candy on hand.
Mother’s Day was never a problem to plan for. Absolutely no flowers but a hanging basket or plant was much appreciated along with chocolates. More than any gifts mom appreciated her sons taking the time to phone or drop in for a visit. A significant period of time in the raising of her family was spent down the line on
Julia Ward Howe originally wanted a Mother’s Day because she felt mothers were more capable than men in achieving peace in the world. In reflection, considering the skills they display in the raising of children and families, she was probably correct.
As l see it mothers are special and certainly worthy of their own day. Hopefully you have the opportunity to share some time tomorrow with your mother. Take care and have a great weekend.