Yesterday was Mother's Day. I'm have no kids, so I've never had anyone acknowledge this day as anything special to me. Yesterday, however, I was acknowledged by two friends. One out of state, and my neighbor.
My neighbor knew that my husband and I have been on a strict, MSG and glutamate free, diet. It's for health reasons for my husband, and I lovingly follow the same restrictions while in the house. I made mention to my neighbor that the thing I missed most was Mac 'n Cheese. She remembered this and baked up a dish of homemade Mac 'n Cheese for me and wished me a Happy Women's Day.
My out of state friend sent me a text message wishing me a Happy Mother's Day. This morning, when I called to thank the out of state friend for the message, she immediately started with, "I owe you an apology." I couldn't imagine for what, but then she said, "I remembered after you sent that message that you don't have any kids and I thought you might be mad."
You've got to be joking. Me? Be upset over anyone wishing me a Happy Mother's Day?
I think that political correctness has just gotten to be too much. Let's start with my neighbor. Women's Day? It's Mother's Day. And YES. It's okay to wish me a Happy Mother's Day. It makes me smile. Why? Even though I have no kids, I find myself in a mothering role with different folks at different times. And them wishing me a Happy Mother's Day tells me they appreciate that nurturing part of me.
This reminds me of the whole Happy Holidays being substituted for Merry Christmas. Heaven forbid someone who doesn't celebrate Christmas be offended. I'm got news for you. I celebrate Christmas, but if you wished me a Happy Hanukkah I would be thrilled. You cared enough to wish me HAPPINESS. Isn't that what really matters?