Mothers Day is a time to pamper our mum’s for what they’ve done for us over the years while we’ve
been growing up. Our mums are the best and all gets proved when it comes to coming home from school to find our food on the
table and our nicely washed clothes ready for us to take up stairs and put away not forgetting the clean bedrooms, well I
guess that goes on how old you are at the time ..LOL We always cherish the time with our mums because you can only have one
true mum but in some circumstances, you may have a step/foster mum that can be just as special and loving as your true mum
is. To me they all mean the same. Mums are the best!
History behind Mothers Day..
The earliest Mother's Day celebrations can be traced back to the spring celebrations of ancient Greece
in honour of Rhea, the Mother of the Gods. During the 1600's, England celebrated a day called "Mothering Sunday". Celebrated
on the 4th Sunday of Lent. "Mothering Sunday" honoured the mothers of England.
During this time many of the England's poor worked as servants for the wealthy. As most jobs were located
far from their homes, the servants would live at the houses of their employers. On Mothering Sunday the servants would have
the day off and were encouraged to return home and spend the day with their mothers. A special cake, called the mothering
cake, was often brought along to provide a festive touch.
As Christianity spread throughout Europe the celebration changed to honour the "Mother Church" - the
spiritual power that gave them life and protected them from harm. Over time the church festival blended with the Mothering
Sunday celebration. People began honouring their mothers as well as the church.
In the United States Mother's Day were first suggested in 1872 by Julia Ward Howe (who wrote the words
to the Battle hymn of the Republic) as a day dedicated to peace. Ms. Howe would hold organised Mother's Day meetings in Boston,
Mass ever year.
In 1907 Ana Jarvis, from Philadelphia, began a campaign to establish a national Mother's Day. Ms. Jarvis
persuaded her mother's church in Grafton, West Virginia to celebrate Mother's Day on the second anniversary of her mother's
death, the 2nd Sunday of May. By the next year Mother's Day was also celebrated in Philadelphia.
Ms. Jarvis and her supporters began to write to ministers, businessman, and politicians in their quest
to establish a national Mother's Day. It was successful as by 1911 Mother's Day was celebrated in almost every state. President
Woodrow Wilson, in 1914, made the official announcement proclaiming Mother's Day as a national holiday that was to be held
each year on the 2nd Sunday of May.
While many countries of the world celebrate their own Mother's Day at different times throughout the
year, there are some countries such as Denmark, Finland, Italy, Turkey, Australia, and Belgium, which also celebrate Mother's
Day on the second Sunday of May.
Another Mother Day
Another Mother's Day is here,
Bringing joy and pleasures new,
On this special
day, Mother dear,
I want to remember you.
I cannot give you costly gifts,
And I've told you this before,
matter what I give to you,
You give back much, much more.
I'm giving you a pure, sweet rose,
Gathered in the early
This rose you planted in my heart,
The day that I was born.
In kindly, loving thoughts of you,
the faith you still impart,
The rose I give to you today,
Is the love that's in my heart.
Mom, I love you
Mom, I loved you yesterday, I love you tomorrow and everyday.
You were there for me
my first day of school, to hold my hand and give me courage to go.
You listened to me when I needed to talk; you talked
to me when I needed to listen.
You let me grow and learn from my own mistakes.
You never left my side when I was feeling
down, I knew you would be there to pick me up.
I wish there was a way I could repay all the things you have done for me,
but there's nothing great enough to repay the greatest mother of all.
You can see it in their eyes,
in tender hugs and long good-byes,
a love that only
moms and daughters know.
You can see it in their smiles,
through passing years and changing styles,
that continually seems to grow.
You can see it in their lives,
the joy each one of them derives,
in just knowing
that the other one is there...
To care and to understand,
lend an ear or hold a hand,
and to celebrate the memories
Still a child at heart