My mom died when I was 12 so for a long time Mother’s Day was just another day, that happened to make me feel very sad. My ex dragged me to the cemetery, but I have never found any comfort there so I would rather stay away.
When I got married I always had a celebration for my mother-in-law. Her own daughters didn’t do anything for her so I always stepped up and made her feel pampered. She never could stand me, but I know she appreciated those brunches (although to this day she has no idea I did all the work and is convinced it was her perfect son).
When I finally had my own kids Mother’s Day became a whole new ball game. With all the amazing handmade gifts I get from my boys it is a wonderful, wonderful day now. I do always take a minute to say a prayer for my mom and feel her watching over me and her grandsons.