“A Wonderful
Mother”
“God made a
wonderful mother,
A mother who
never grows old;
He made her
smile of the sunshine;
And He molded
her heart of pure gold;
In her eyes He
placed bright shining stars,
In her cheeks
fair roses, you see;
God made a
wonderful mother,
And He gave
that dear mother to me.”
---- Pat. O’ Reilly ---
The history of Mother’s Day dates
back to the ancient Greeks when it was a springtime celebration
in honor of Rhea, the Mother of the Gods. In the 1600’s, the
English celebrated “Mothering Sunday” on the 4th
Sunday of Lent to honor their mothers. Servants who often lived
at the homes of their wealthy employers were given the day off
to spend with their mothers. Many returned to their homes with
a special cake, called the mothering cake, for this special
event.
In 1872, Julia Ward Howe (who
wrote the “Battle Hymn of the Republic”) was the first to
suggest that a day be set aside to recognize mothers in
America. It would also be a day dedicated to peace. In 1907,
Ana Jarvis from Philadelphia began a campaign to establish a
national Mother’s Day holiday. She chose the 2nd
Sunday of May which happened to be the anniversary of her
mother’s death. Ana and her energized supporters wrote to the
influential people of the time lobbying for their cause. They
were successful and by 1911, Mother’s Day was celebrated, as it
is now, in almost every state. It wasn’t until 1914, however,
that President Woodrow Wilson proclaimed that Mother’s Day would
be a national holiday celebrated each year on the 2nd
Sunday of May.
I can’t think of a better time
than May to celebrate Mother’s Day, especially here in New
England. The cold weather is behind us and most of the growing
season in front of us. Mother Nature puts thoughts of rebirth,
renewal and hope foremost in our minds. She nurtures our
spirits with her annual show of spring flowers. As we enjoy
Mother Nature’s display, we gardeners reconnect with our world
by getting our hands back in the soil. We till, prune, plant
and sow to create what will be this year’s precious blooms and
rich harvest. We are inspired to “mother” our plants with
water, fertilizer and tender loving care.
How many of you were brought to
Elizabeth Park for the first time by your mother? Many of you
probably made the trip in a stroller and stopped along the way
to feed the ducks. Later, you probably remember running through
the rose covered arches and into the gazebo. I remember finding
a duck’s nest by one of the stone bridges near the water when I
was a kid and thinking about the story of Jack and the Beanstalk
when I was in the gazebo. “What giant, Mom?” Did your mother
bring you to skate on the pond in the winter, too? And, are
some of you now taking your mother to Elizabeth Park to see the
roses, tulips, take in a concert or to have lunch in the Pond
House? I know for a fact that many of you are!
My mother didn’t make a big deal
out of Mother’s Day. Nevertheless as mothers go, she was second
to none. She used to say, “Every day is Mother’s Day”. She was
content and happy to be a stay-at-home mom. She took great
pride in what she did and was never idle. No mother ever took
her calling more seriously. Helping out with the family
business, being active in our church and taking care of my
father, my brother and me was a full time job. I am grateful
that I had an opportunity right before she died to thank her for
everything both big and small that she had done for me. She
knew I was one of her biggest fans and also was undeniably her
best customer at mealtimes.
Proverbs 10:1 says, “A wise son
brings joy to his father, but a foolish son grief to his
mother”. I hope that all of you will have time to bring joy to
your own mother this Mother’s Day. Remembering your Mom on
Mother’s Day is a great way to thank her for all that she has
done for you. So, to all of you moms out there, “HAPPY MOTHER’S
DAY”. See you in the park! --- Dave
Peterson
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